Summer is burning down in between daysLower the tramp from the sky to the Earth!All which is gone in our hearts always stays...Are the phantoms of happiness of yesterday birth?Uneven form destroys the content Inhaling heavily the g...

Dream deferred, by Langston HughesWhat happens to a dream deferred?Does it dry upLike a raisin in the sun?Or fester like a sore–And then run?Does it stink like rotten meat?Or crust and sugar over–like a syrupy s...

The sweetest woman is the one you need The wriggle of her waist excites my passionLet’s have a cosy evening in the candle heatAnd think of youth - our most treasured possession ...The naked breast tempts and invites to stay The ech...

Let me plunge into your eyes,Let me sink and get lostMaybe I will succeed to rediscover myselfOr I will be impelled to your coast.Let me stumble over your eyelashesLet the gates to the paradise open wideTo explore you inside ou...