he looks like he lived in a resort hotel in miami during the 90’s

we shared a kiss and a cigarette, perhaps even more as the night continued

he showed me kindness, he gave me pleasure, we never saw each other ever again

i searched for him in miami the following years

in the haze of a high, i thought i saw him at the dance club one night

it was his heat that i craved, his body

as the years past, i’ve come to let go

i have a wife and three children now, i love them dearly

but lorenz hellman gloucester will always be a part of my history, a stake claimed on my body

miami is a different city now, i am so foolish to be clinging to the past

but there are nights when i pretend that her hands are his

they have his touch

dainty, delicate

i do not remember writing this thread at all what the hell