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She was my lover all night
sensual perfection we held each other tight
We eloped into our anechoic room
Escaping the world I was her groom

I kissed her slender feet and hands
The only thing wrong she was married to another man

Honeymoon in Singapore
It was unplanned but meant to be
I wonder if she still remembers me?

Housewife and mother of two
Sinful synchronicity rendezvous
On vacation when we met
Our lust was hot and so very wet

We kissed and bared our souls
Hard and soft in loves loft we rolled...

Honeymoon in Singapore
His wife was my bride tonight
we both cried in the morning light
We were one in flesh she took off her wedding dress in wanton caress

The only thing wrong she was married to another man!

Honeymoon in Singapore
It was unplanned but meant to be
I wonder if she still remembers me?


True story of a *** lustful night with a pretty married ultra exotic Chinese-Filipina girl in Singapore
Oct. 2009

Singapore is the microcosm of urban perfection
Lust in Asia is worth dying for to many an expat!
I met men who lost it all over a dime a dozen bar girl! (Common in Bangkok, "Thighland"...)
I miss being a ten year old. There's much more alacrity in debating the existence of Santa down by the park with your neighbors, than there is in debating the existence of God on the bathroom floor with the barrel of a gun.
I am in the right restroom,
I am wearing the right clothing,
I am not confused,
I am in the wrong body

Yes, My mother knows of my "condition".
Maybe I am mentally ill.
But that is not for you to decide.
Yes, This is of my own free will,
And not an act of rebellion.

I am not a girl.
This is my real name.
I am Kayden T. Widmer
And Yes, I am a boy.
I have since realized I was wrong, but still. Originally written December 28th 2014
 Feb 2015 Anniebell Lector
AP
in a foggy haze
amidst my highest of highs
I still see your glow

my lungs breathe heavy
opiates flood fragile veins
I fly with numb wings

the syringes pile
so i can forget your lips
the spring taste of joy

here I say farewell
***** needles, leather belts
*I still see your glow
Withdrawal from a human, abuse of a drug
Haiku x 4
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