My first time in Singapore… How strange to be in Asia and yet people speak English. It’s very hot and humid here, but a lot greener than I expected. There was a thunderstorm this morning.
I feel so tired this week, not sleeping very well, missing my family. Here’s a cheery poem for you:
sleepless nights alone.
Hmm. Okay, something different, less personal:
Artifice and surgery
my beauty reveal…
Finally, from transsexual haiku to something kinky:
flesh teasing the cool night air