Poems About: LONDON

I have scars on my feet that look like stigmata
Two round marks, purple and perfectly round
People think it's hilerious, my stigmata wounds that is...
I only told one or two of them, that they are actually carpet burns read more »

London landing
There I’m standing
On a platform;
Pleasant plateau. read more »

the water, hot like a thousand suns,
runs over my sore and tired body,
caressing my neck, my shoulders, my cock,
like an invisible lover, read more »