If you saw the spook
Of which I speak, you’d have no
Choice; you’d run and shriek
Terror
Author: hermanshermit
Moonlit Tryst, with @secret_soul33
My skin hungers for
Yours at midnight, to join with
And bring me solace
Jon Fox
My skin yearns
for thy touch, not once
but every second
Nadeya
With every stroke your
Heat accumulates in me
Until I dissolve
Jon Fox
with every touch
heat emerges on skin
and decides not to leave
Nadeya
Art by
Milo Manara
Cocky
You’ve known guys like me.
You know not to trust me. But
Why are we talking?
Solitary
I wonder sometimes
If I am still alive or
If this is my hell
Midnight
My skin hungers for
Yours at midnight, to join with
And bring me solace
Shine On
You cannot snuff my
Light beneath the weight of your
Disapproving glare
Secret Soul
A whisper from a
World away emboldened
Me to chase delight
Knife in my Back
The most treacherous
People in my life are the
Ones I’ve loved the most.
Long Distance
The time to have been
With you was years ago, and
Now our scars speak for
Us. You call to say
Hello; a faint echo of
Love never fulfilled.
Herman’s Hermitage 