Escape

dings and whistles from the slot alert him escape - sit before my image enter its wild wolf canyon escape winding road in lofty forest landscape beckon her - leave him for my green escape triple x signs promise writhing bodies heavy breathing and dark dank escape the flute lay still of the silent table sparkling sweet melodic memories of fingered escape the frothy surging surf traces the seam of the sea - bathe in my bosom, wrap your self in my fluid escape locked door soft light from below no sounds inside creative energy sparks a poetic escape on the placid lake he casts his hopes awaits the tug - he and his prey escape she stands eyes closed, smiling face turned upward feels the breeze in her hair thanks God for this sweet escape he runs in the field of goldenrod tears stream and he screams a desperate entreaty for escape the sylvan spirits flown from the mountain trees into the green glen whisper as angels - escape!

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