Are you ready?
Smiling and trampling through the invisible wilderness I've come to frantically gather up a few precious memories that once again we can revisit, laying on the floor of existence we can look down upon the delicacy of elegance.
Now that I have your attention I'd also like to share with you another one of my paths, pleasing you and shuffling my way through this tunnel of chills I find myself wanting to offer you a few as well but as I brush my soul against your pleasurable posture I can see the blushing moment beginning to rise.
I can see the enjoyment surfacing, I knew you'd come to realize that this image before you possesses no evil, you slowly begin to encase yourself in my shelter, devising a plan has no further of my concern.
Mislead, that is a possibility but not this time, as we form into one.
Written By: Christopher M. Schultz
Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 8:39 PM UTC
Are you ready?
Smiling and trampling through the invisible wilderness I've come to frantically gather up a few precious memories that once again we can revisit, laying on the floor of existence we can look down upon the delicacy of elegance.
Now that I have your attention I'd also like to share with you another one of my paths, pleasing you and shuffling my way through this tunnel of chills I find myself wanting to offer you a few as well but as I brush my soul against your pleasurable posture I can see the blushing moment beginning to rise.
I can see the enjoyment surfacing, I knew you'd come to realize that this image before you possesses no evil, you slowly begin to encase yourself in my shelter, devising a plan has no further of my concern.
Mislead, that is a possibility but not this time, as we form into one.
Written By: Christopher M. Schultz
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