Last gasp of football

Dear football..
I no want headaches anymore
Disappointments everytime
A gambling that am not ready

I get no satisfaction
When you earn millions
As pain eats my intestines
In acidity of frustration

Hope without actions
Dead is indeed Wake up to the call
Make glory and merry

Fanatism is twice a disease
Addiction that cracks the mind
With unending faith.
We can no longer wait

You don't have to hate
More to love what's beyond your control
Be content with the results
A choice of personal decisions.

Am an amateur...
To success without hardwork
To vision without mission
As well as efforts without objectives.

Please don't date my heart
OH dear don't you ever confuse my goals
Am here for entertainment
Not to swallow tears of bitterness or failure

love monster

His charm was extra firm

His magical touch was electrostatic

Arousing all my womanhood into frenzy

Jakom the love monster

Pestered my soul with love cushion

Oiling my desire daily 

His stern stunning stimulating eyes

Furiously seduced me into wetness

As I witnesses all this in shyness

I miss his tickles

Notoriously interviewing my shivering well

At least to make me fell well

While we cuddled

I was lost in cloud 9

As my boobs recklessly pumped into drowsiness

All your words lacked meaning

As I waited your action to speed into sinning

I wanted the master in action winning

©GKatolo 2015 .....@Thank you

tsunami week

AM WEAK
SICK IN A WEEK
I CANT LEAK
ACIDIC LICK
THAT FLICK
DICK MY PEAK
WITH ITS BIG BEAK


TRIAL ERRORS
SENSOR MIRRORS

AM STILL A WEAK TICK
© gift 2015