We had dreams and ambition but now it seems like the winters past.

I was talking to a friend and he complained about his partner for three years. I have heard this worries among alot of friends irregardless of sexuality when it comes to relationship even marriage. My female friend complained how her fiance was talking to his baby mama at her back and she kicked him out. There are instances when our hearts are troubled in trust for the one we want to be with. The fear of trust is one that we all have to bear and pray we have the strength to hold on to. I dedicate this poem to all the those who have the fear of trust in them.

I need to know

I need to know do you think about me the way I do about you?

I need to know why you tricked my heart into believing when it is just a facade?

I need to know if you know how much I wanna care and love you?

I need to know why I can't seem to ignore you and act like you don't exist?

I need to know why the sudden change towards me?

I need to know if there is someone else?

I need to know where I stand in your life?

I need to know if you would ever give me a chance to be your lover?

I need to know if you take me for a fool?

I need to know whether I would ever see you again?

I need to know if you yearn to see me the way I yearn to see you?

I need to know the truth and nothing but the truth?

Not knowing the truth hurts me so much.

I pray that you all find peace like i do when it comes to dating. We should all try to put the past in the past.

Love you all

Stallion

The look in your eyes when we had our first love kiss was nothing but memorable.

I yearn for that once more. To lay with you till the break of dawn.

I want to feel the intense of our sex craving for each others body.

The touch of your fingers all over my body

The soft tender lips of yours on my mouth

To feel the Stallion rise from a flat soft mound to the strong hard rock

The veins on the Stallion visible and glistening in ebony glory

The feel of the Stallion in my mouth

I remember the moaning of pleasure as I worshiped the Stallion

The oral liquid bathing the Stallion in worship

Oh Master I could still feel you stroking my hair as I washed your Stallion

Oh what a beautiful moment of ecstasy

When the juice of the Stallion gushed out

It erupted like a volcano

The earth trembled like an earthquake

I felt happy to give pleasure to the Stallion.

Oh how I yearn for such again my Stallion.