i have heard sleepness confer with night:
GIRLS!
what a boy might, like a boy who works
hard at them, like girls.
A BOY
with tall muscles, who works hard at them,
and would like to glide unvicarious
rills of longingfingers up thighs into
bunches of parting cotton,
Jul 30, 2012
Jul 30, 2012 at 12:36 AM UTC
i have heard sleepness confer with night:
GIRLS!
what a boy might, like a boy who works
hard at them, like girls.
A BOY
with tall muscles, who works hard at them,
and would like to glide unvicarious
rills of longingfingers up thighs into
bunches of parting cotton,
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