tonyv Posted March 18, 2019 Share Posted March 18, 2019 Considering her lay, I muse: If alabaster, jewels in an array, or stars in all their luster ever could compare, I'd still sweat her instead. So, till she draws me near (we party in her bed) her voice is in my head (an echo in my head). Aesthetica: my Botoxed sophisticate-profound. Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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