“I think I just met the happiest person in the world!” Jeremy claimed with a light on his eyes. He was walking quickly in his boyfriend Dexter’s direction, his muscular, long legs pushing him forward with each powerful step. His sweaty white shirt clung to his well-defined abs and turns the heads of almost everyone he walked past…but Jeremy was used to the prospect of having a heavily sought-after...

If I follow my heart like the storybooks’ show

If I endulge in a love that makes my soul glow

But is not an attraction I thought I would know

Will it fade to fast, melting quickly like snow?

What I feel is lighting my life up like magic

But if temporary then the fall will be tragic

Body pulled to yours from a force that’s magnetic

But is it just lust for desired aesthetic?

If I listen to the nag...

The only place they could meet away from curious eyes and the noisy surrounding world was the graveyard. A rectangular lot, fairly small compared to most burial zones and shrouded in eerie darkness, a hovering foggy mist, most of the bodies discarded of there had died long ago enough to be almost completely void of familial visitation. While the vacated lot of moist turf and looming grey stones wa...