I would like to be a writer. I began this site with amorous intentions, and over the course of time, I hope to have evolved as a male in an ever changing society that is today, recognizing the true beauty and elegance of woman. I am also into writing poetry. Come along for the ride.

I Asked Her Once

My world changed,

a thunder, ashen charged

atmosphere, a crumbling statue

so glanced upon, a marble caste, wet

inside the storm of a natural day.

We could no longer see the same things.

For me, she now became a shadow,

always hidden in the overcast world

of energy in impulse,

the lightning stricken reality of her independence,

that piece of life,

that barter of what might have been,

the original love,

now forever lost, while my hands did still seek


in every arousal she might offer,

the mind,

swallowed by a passion,

simply not left alone.

I would cry to know her again.

2 responses

  1. mala

    Beautifully written…. and so sad… 😦

    Liked by 1 person

    May 31, 2016 at 4:09 pm

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