
There was a man standing outside my window looking in. I didn’t dare go out and speak to him. I didn’t know him and he didn’t know me. Why was he looking through my window? Why was he doing this? I couldn’t come up with a reason for it. He must have been there for […]
via “A man looking in” — Rtillyflash
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Amir Holloway aka DatGuy
I am a poet, writer, and self-published author of the new Anthology of poems and erotic shorts stories Sex with Luna.
A big nerd, but hopeless romantic, I have spent most of my time reading while writing poetry and sensual shorts of my daily adventure in life!
Currently, I am working on my first novel Rose Red, Snow White, that's heavily influenced by Zane and Stephen King (My two Favorite authors of all time).
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