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silken honey dew essence , natural bioluminescence , Aura pulsates in time to the  flowing blood veins , fingertip lips taste like lightning just before it flicks the ground with his forked tongue - stomach tingle , heart dip , drop. lose it all , lose it again - transfer the same - enlarge the plane, feel the vibrations of:  never the same , again. Expansive minds roll on ...                                                                      ~~~* Escaped moan is free, darkness turns to light. the whispers,    kept between you and me. Animal instinct , Divine instinct         slips in.                           slips out. carving chasms and canyons out of skin...a glint of menace  and copious amounts of mischief dance in his eyes , like a snake charmer sashaying the imaginary into existence.                                                the space dew tastes....like raspberry Champagne bubbles... the energy flows are opening now,  to handle the cosmic ****** one must prepare - an untrained mind , might combust - or worse yet , attract the dijins for foolish endeavors into treasure map waters... Sensi bows - game , set , match. Practice makes Perfect..
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Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 11:55 PM UTC
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silken honey dew essence , natural bioluminescence , Aura pulsates in time to the  flowing blood veins , fingertip lips taste like lightning just before it flicks the ground with his forked tongue - stomach tingle , heart dip , drop. lose it all , lose it again - transfer the same - enlarge the plane, feel the vibrations of:  never the same , again. Expansive minds roll on ...                                                                      ~~~* Escaped moan is free, darkness turns to light. the whispers,    kept between you and me. Animal instinct , Divine instinct         slips in.                           slips out. carving chasms and canyons out of skin...a glint of menace  and copious amounts of mischief dance in his eyes , like a snake charmer sashaying the imaginary into existence.                                                the space dew tastes....like raspberry Champagne bubbles... the energy flows are opening now,  to handle the cosmic ****** one must prepare - an untrained mind , might combust - or worse yet , attract the dijins for foolish endeavors into treasure map waters... Sensi bows - game , set , match. Practice makes Perfect..
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Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 11:55 PM UTC
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