Here it comes boys and girls, YES ! That time of year once again. This is entitled: October Obituals If they knew they'd be dreaming, arboreal screaming nightmarish ends, these wretched dead things, in the wet wild 3 AM. Wearing the reek, cast off clothes city streets, worn much too long, wet down to skin, mold on the make, in the night branches shaking, breathing hard fought, death of the season, nocturnalist storms, throw their dead by the path, in their wet wild wrath, screaming, their last, this ripping from branches, leaf avalanches, northeast winds slash, like an amputeur's knife, in the dead dying flesh, arboreal death leaves now bereft of life, souls thusly taken, season ends breathlessly, maple leaf, death of their multitudes.
Thing is, there was this girl. My first, should have been last, should have been still. Fun it was, we had fun. I wanted a family, she wasn't ready. So many things we should have done, so many. Regrets are easy to come by, girls like her however, are not. My First My Love Wounds perpetuate, they, bleed, they won't heal. Hoping through the years, I could forget. Reading of you, Valentine's Day, alone, lonely streets. very sadly, it all came back. And so, even still they won't heal. Sadness or love, one to the other same as the other, when seen such lovely eyes my love, and my friend. O God my love, a prayer, a dream you should never be sad. If you so wish I will cry enough tears for the both of us. Then just to hold, then just to kiss a thousand more times, for every one second together. Hope just to hold you one last time, look in your eyes that you may see in mine, how wondrous it was to be with you. A dream in my heart to be close once more, softly to whisper that I'll always Love You. Then as it must be so, to turn just walk away. As I must, being now with another.
So it begins. New guy here, so there goes the neighborhood ! I'm married 28 years and, for medical reasons, I can't have sex with my wife, SUCKS ! We can do things, but it's not the same. NEVER cheated, but find myself VERY curious about men these days. Not so much a relationship, just their fun parts ! So these days, it's weed, porn, jack off. ( chaturbate mostly ) Don't always have 420, but I ALWAYS have something to play with, almost every day. LOL My idea of a good time these days. Oh well. Thing is, I've suffered from severe depression and social anxiety all my life so my sex drive hasn't been that great, HOWEVER...I've come a LONG way in my recovery, so basically I'm horny ALL the time now, but I can't have sex with my wife. She had a back operation with resulting nerve damage, so it doesn't feel good to her for me to even touch her down there, let alone oral, and I LOVE doing that ! The vagina is the most amazing, most beautiful thing ever created, and I can't do a thing about it ! HELL for me, being both incredibly horny and incredibly oral ! I LOVE eating out ! Need I mention being a nudist ? About 15 years now. Been naked with hundreds of people, and it was GREAT ! Nude at home whenever possible, but it's not possible as much as I like due to my living arrangements. If it were possible, I'd NEVER wear clothes ! Would LOVE to try posing as a life drawing model. Nude, of coarse. If you think that's all I care about, it's not, just horny all the time. Aviation nerd, amateur poet, RC Heli, flight sim. USAF Vet. I served in SAC during the Cold War. KC135 A Crew Chief. Minot AFB N Dakota. Here's a poem fer ya' ! It's entitled: Creepy Crawl Oh how they squirmsy 'ind eyes less bright, 'cuz oh how they keep us awake at night, such creepy crawl ugly insidious things, these three a.m homicide, chopping head thoughts, cahootsing like bugs with brain eating thugs, that dig their way into your skull through- ears that heard them go in- -with So- -Much PAIN- = = = Oweeeeeeee- 'Cuz they're just so LOUD, and damnit it 'urts like HELL, like screamin' guitars with big booming amps, tympanums imploding, while big ugly beetles with nasty fat arms, ring caterwaul bells in that gusty ole' well, 'ere you went to go for a sweet cool drink, and down into stinkin' ole' HELL, you fell, Hope they were FULL !
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