A Poem Written Long Ago

  When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...

  • A Poem Written Long Ago
      When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
  • Black Friday
    I sit here in Falls Church, Va., about 8 miles from  the White House in DC. In 3 hours   El Cheeto, Fuckface von Clownstick, will be swor...