The Poi God

Of Silent Fetishes

Dear Sir,
If I had long hair I'd let you call me Repunzel and we'd braid our own fairytale with goblins and horses till we made our worlds collide in a solitary tower of soulful misty sex.
Yours Sincerely,
Kanika.

Happy Birthday Toto.... miss you.
... BOICBUI.

Extract

Mushroom Jack was older than I expected. He had those hands.. the ones that have ones inner vessels softly creating crevices, valleys and mountains in sand. He had rivers of ash in his hair and was dressed in crimson cotton. I was in search of a love potion and thats just what I got.. not those cheezy ones that you get in glass viles with a cork stopper with a sign in Monotype Corsiva saying "love potion" in cheap print. This was raw. And this was real. One millilitre down my throat directly from a syringe with a sip of water to chase it.
Fuchsia cough syrup with a twang sans sweetner.
And then Mushroom Jack said,
"Let there be light"
... and there was.

Random Pics

Lyrical Ganstas!

Eye Candy at Ashvem Beach, Goa

Palolem beach, Goa last week.

Kichumbar and the Christmas Freak!

Mosambi Juice Lighting at Laras house

At Alidias, Goa ..fully equipped with bug spray and aired out shoes.

Firegoddess

(Sexy firedancer goddess at Anjuna Beach, Goa last week. She did the dance with poi pois after the sticks..I'm totally inspired.. I'm going to light my pois on fire one day hah!)