June 2011
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Lazy poetry inspired by Dr Seuss...
I love the smooches. I love smooching you here and I love smooching you there I love smooching you on a bus or smooching on a train smooching in a car or smooching on a plane I can just about smooch you anywhere.             Jeez, I’m lazy right now. - Heart Missing?
Jun 26th
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“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love...”
– Bob Marley
Jun 25th
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The better half's new site... →
I’m not one for shameless plugs, but when it comes to the grrrl; exceptions can be made. Well, if you hadn’t known already, you must know now, that I’m lucky enough to spend time with a really talented individual that is probably one of the most amazing photographers to ever grace this side of the freaking planet. Check out her new blog, it won’t disappoint at all. -...
Jun 25th
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“Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.”
– Peter Ustinov
Jun 24th
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Evening wear and the charm to possess...
She casually slinks into the bedroom, with a liquid rhythm of pure seduction. Wearing a black silk evening gown, with an open back, revealing the soft porcelain skin she possesses under what is usually covered in regular attire. He holds his breath ever so slightly as she burned a beautiful memory into his head, in slow motion, as she enters the room. He was trying to knot his tie in front of the...
Jun 23rd
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Jun 18th
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“I hope that real love and truth are stronger in the end than any evil or...”
– Charles Dickens
Jun 17th
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Veterans of war
They once mourned their personas openly, toiled over the open wounds that were cut profusely to the core. Two individuals that only desired to live and love within the limits of their endless beings, but were unfortunate in being led down the paths of dismayed connection. “We all endure such chaos at the worst of times, only to return hopefully to the best…” he ponders, hoping...
Jun 17th
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Freedom at the ends of fingertips
This morning, he set foot out into the open city, the sky was still grey and the rain was still constant upon the throws of people commuting, but it didn’t bother him at all. He was awake and amongst the flow of life, and enjoying what it is to breathe freely, to welcome passion and warmth into his being. He completely understood the feeling of freedom, and it energised his being and it set...
Jun 17th
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Jun 13th
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The new chapter is beginning and it’s a real page turner….
Jun 13th
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No, I won't send you a picture of my junk...
I find that romance is slowly dying, if people think that wanting to get intimate with someone involves lewd pictures being sent from modern devices. If those few who send away their naked frames across to some unwilling sap spent near enough time being chivalrous, maybe then they wouldn’t need to resort to sexts. But you know, at least then political careers won’t get...
Jun 8th
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Jun 7th
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Top 5 Lists...
We both burned through this book easily. She did it on vacation, I did it months ago between sagas. And as a result we’ve been having fun with top-5 lists, as an ode to Rob and his Championship Vinyl crew. The day before yesterday it was an impromptu top-5 favourite bands list. Mine consisted of At The Drive-In (grouped with Sparta, Defacto, Sleepercar, The Mars Volta and so on) and...
Jun 1st