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My perfect poem is yet to be penne… It sits upon my thoughts with an o… It mounts up upon a fleeting steed and races through my dreams at ful… It gallops over my bed on lofted h…
Hitlady lady inside her lair, a hitman man type lady fair, is a shady lady with a big hit whi… intact and stacked and all that sh… Her skirts are on their rising up…
My New Me My insensitivity, my ocean of pity Nothing to love, and all to hide Life is a yarn of misguided dreams Felicity is too shallow for the pa…
The domination of passion. the desire to get close to it, to brush it against your cheek, the feeling of its texture, the need to feel it in the spirit,
“Hmm,” thought I. “I pressed the button on the phone called the (balabala) button. It says that it might cause a fire…
What war? Isn’t war a way of gaining something that you don’t have by means of force? Shouldn’t it be fought by soldiers with the intent to kill other soldiers? Shouldn’t it be isol...
Of chordal blending and potent sac… and jasmine sprewing into music fi… heaven sinking down into earthen p… into melodious gardens as harmonic… earth and sky mingling with each o…
Beauty with her glistening about her aura heating up the cold her face melting away the ice her fires shooting through her eye… her blood boiling in the beholder’…
Far into the beyond and then beyon… Where the imagination is the eyes, Prudence the brains, And courage the heart, We plan each step along the way,
Exotic delights touching skin like soft roses blowing kisses. the brushing of love’s tender wing… the tingling of their romantic tou… the feeling of heaven on earth,
The heavy pounding beat of the music quieted down to a slow romantic pace, and the lovers took to the floor with their partners. The moment finally arrived where they could dance cheek...
Every candidate has a hidden secret of some wrong that they committed in the past. If they are righteous people and have the desire to act on the peopls’s needs before their own, that m...
Master and Servant Ye mighty currents and angry moods Lashing waves and soft quietudes Sending ships to faraway lands Nestled into Mother Nature’s hand…
Water, dews of heaven, of sacred c… of ancient origins, pliant cathedr… sympathetic hearts, observant eyes… mother of the weeping meadows, heroine of the parched fields,