Her skin was like water
Smooth and cool
And she moved like a cloud
Sometimes dark
Often times light and billowing
He was like the Serengeti
Hot, rough and wild
Deliberate and dedicated
Curator of the great circle
Begging for the monsoon
Her skin was like water
Smooth and cool
And she moved like a cloud
Sometimes dark
Often times light and billowing
He was like the Serengeti
Hot, rough and wild
Deliberate and dedicated
Curator of the great circle
Begging for the monsoon
Lessons learned from an imperfect life well lived.
This Week in Kink
The eternal quest for one man's pursuit of life, love and happiness
a pseudo-diary/digital notebook
When reality isn't where I want to be, and there is no where else to go
Trying to escape invisibility