Sticky Situation

Photo By: Paul Brouillette What a sticky situation we are in... You're not even my friend... A thought... A tingle... You're not even single... You are a glimpse... A minx... You bit off my cuff links... What a situation we have created... The adhesion gets better with each moment of lacking sophistication... The sweetness is... Continue Reading →

Narcoleptic Nomad III

Narcoleptic Nomad III I dream of Australia... What land to behold... There are deadly creatures that lurk in every nook and cranny... Terrain and wilderness rule... I dream of it's coast and the respect it demands... Dreams will never suffice, I shall humble myself within the realm of the Aussie Lands... -Madamchryzl- To My Lovely... Continue Reading →

Narcoleptic Nomad II

Narcoleptic Nomad II I dream of the stones and bricks of Germany... The resin of the reality sits heavy... The spirits of those living in light surely out weigh the dark... May the stones and the mortar hold their truth but flesh and bone clean it's air... The battle within its land surely produces an... Continue Reading →

What Do I Do With You

Crocus Flower.. Photo By: Madamchryzl I could... Maybe cut you into a few pieces and shove you in a box... Even for me... That's rather unorthodox... I could... Write your name across my chest like a jail house tat... Giggle, I wouldn't do that... Or... I could have portrait of your smile painted across my... Continue Reading →

The Folly Of Sweetness Folly is cookie or cake... Simultaneously is its spirit... Pretty and colorful is its exterior... Stuffed with creams and sugar makes them rather duplicitous... For sweetness is a gift worth a million treasuries; but holds the power of death, with each bite... Bitterness is a brick not worth biting... But only... Continue Reading →

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