FEED ME YOUR DESIRE

I am cold down deep And in that place I hide; My home void of life. I sit confined all alone Content to waste away. But then… Your arms reach for me And hold me so tightly. I can feel your warmth And subconsciously, I press into your heat. The cold I’ve maintained Relinquishes its…

STAR CROSSED TENTACLES

Written by Arthur Browne and HastyWords I gazed into her fourteen eyes, not one of them identical And wished that I could stroke her face with the tip of my twelfth tentacle The mucous dripping from her snouts, it glistened so seductively And I felt my longing stir, to get to know her… reproductively Multicolored…