Submissions by GenghisSwan

Those lips, your lips,
so full of desire and lust
yet so lonely,
they need my company

A brief moment to reflect on the passage of time,
what does it mean to stop on a dime?
Can it be summed up with a rhyme?

If it cannot then I shall do my best,
by the sweat on my brow and the nipples on my chest.

When dealing with a topic as heavy as this,
we must all remember our friend Freddi the Fish.

The values that Freddi tried to imbue,
resonate to your core and will always be with you.

But what do you do when time rears its head?
Do you lock all your doors and take a shit in your shed?

Or do you stand steadfast eager...