Climatic Commutes

Rain drops, train stops, The Eyes rolling, The Mouths sighing, their hot bodies pressed together. Sweat drips, train starts, The Eyes flickr’ing, The Mouths moaning, their minds race to get there quicker. Pulling in, pulling out, The Eyes gleaming, The Mouths shouting, their souls scream for release to come. Journey ends, never friends, The Eyes… Read More Climatic Commutes

Five things I learnt from seeing an older man πŸ‘©πŸ»πŸ’”πŸ‘΄πŸ½

There is something about an older man that seems attractive, maybe it goes back to those Neanderthal base instincts, the ones which say men choose women who look like they can bear children and women choose men who can protect them. Or maybe it’s the fact that you’d assume an older man to have more financial security, more worldly knowledge, a taste for culture, to be like a fine wine, more refined.… Read More Five things I learnt from seeing an older man πŸ‘©πŸ»πŸ’”πŸ‘΄πŸ½