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I draw upon my memories, the ones, of artistic need and have a small epiphany, of all things, you, and me Lines, and shapes, and angles, a life all of their own bodies wet, and tangled, ****** sighs and moans The heights, and paradigm, of climatic revelations complex thoughts evoke, a perfect, conjugation Acting out the palette, and dancing to the tune a sultry game of possible, in each, and every, room
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Jul 27, 2017
Jul 27, 2017 at 9:23 AM UTC
Complex Canvas
I draw upon my memories, the ones, of artistic need and have a small epiphany, of all things, you, and me Lines, and shapes, and angles, a life all of their own bodies wet, and tangled, ****** sighs and moans The heights, and paradigm, of climatic revelations complex thoughts evoke, a perfect, conjugation Acting out the palette, and dancing to the tune a sultry game of possible, in each, and every, room
Artists, rule ;D Paint me a song make it soft, and sweet passion, not short, but long thus making me, complete
#sulty#canvas#adult
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Jul 27, 2017
Jul 27, 2017 at 9:23 AM UTC
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