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A Visage in a Van As I slept in the van weary from painting through the night An image of your visage kneeling on hard **** took flight Ivory body bouncing in undulating rhythms enchanting Reverberating breast trembling like plump ripe fruit inviting Ethereal goddess ride me like a stead Reaching towards she vanished indeed Quickly I arose out of sultry slumber and grasped the vision I have told Looking downward I gazed upon my clothed monument bold
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May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 1:53 AM UTC
*** A Visage in a Van
A Visage in a Van As I slept in the van weary from painting through the night An image of your visage kneeling on hard **** took flight Ivory body bouncing in undulating rhythms enchanting Reverberating breast trembling like plump ripe fruit inviting Ethereal goddess ride me like a stead Reaching towards she vanished indeed Quickly I arose out of sultry slumber and grasped the vision I have told Looking downward I gazed upon my clothed monument bold
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May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 1:53 AM UTC
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