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i've a plundering urge to whom it is absurd,                      the black teeth                      the blood scribes                      the woe, the whither,                                                the word i felt seen   from afar telescoped warmth  cups my right shoulder and i expand from shrivel   in your forgiving light are you my soilmate ? for you i prepare scents   beading from my most sweaty regions        a moist sporing    emits in nifty allium spritzes i stammer to a standing position                           and exercise my full height sporting,            i swing and tap an annihilated aluminum bat               sounding out my specific code of fidelations                    resonation through the ground                      and suddenly you are near                     receiving the humming                   up the souls of your doughy bare feet                          you shiver i prance wildly and perfect kilter in my hips i offer to preen you i present you with a pyramid of spittle balloons i **** myself a little i sink my teeth into your side    (it's not 'your jam'     but we recover the mood) i give chase to you for you to be chased and it's a wild kind of keen fun          and you are a madcap display of laughter and wide smiles and   within     i feel a gordian nest            of some lust manoeuvre  (maybe we can copulate face-to-face ?) pondering scars     wounds that were much deserved the white meat    the bright stars    delivered who is rude to the rule       of what is ours ?   i knew you magnesium burn    and unwholesomely dauntless   bold   your portfolio always within an easy reach your passionate simmering might    you branded my eye and now we're similar    mites in a feather simian partners surveying territory needs and then you’re gone again         vanished        and we are distant minds that strike the hour together                                 like before between our signals I am met with cross chatter my hemispheres bicker and retorting memories barrage         refunding the past     and taking you away from me i am a mating dunce once more              i shrivel
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May 31, 2023
May 31, 2023 at 9:00 PM UTC
mating prance
i've a plundering urge to whom it is absurd,                      the black teeth                      the blood scribes                      the woe, the whither,                                                the word i felt seen   from afar telescoped warmth  cups my right shoulder and i expand from shrivel   in your forgiving light are you my soilmate ? for you i prepare scents   beading from my most sweaty regions        a moist sporing    emits in nifty allium spritzes i stammer to a standing position                           and exercise my full height sporting,            i swing and tap an annihilated aluminum bat               sounding out my specific code of fidelations                    resonation through the ground                      and suddenly you are near                     receiving the humming                   up the souls of your doughy bare feet                          you shiver i prance wildly and perfect kilter in my hips i offer to preen you i present you with a pyramid of spittle balloons i **** myself a little i sink my teeth into your side    (it's not 'your jam'     but we recover the mood) i give chase to you for you to be chased and it's a wild kind of keen fun          and you are a madcap display of laughter and wide smiles and   within     i feel a gordian nest            of some lust manoeuvre  (maybe we can copulate face-to-face ?) pondering scars     wounds that were much deserved the white meat    the bright stars    delivered who is rude to the rule       of what is ours ?   i knew you magnesium burn    and unwholesomely dauntless   bold   your portfolio always within an easy reach your passionate simmering might    you branded my eye and now we're similar    mites in a feather simian partners surveying territory needs and then you’re gone again         vanished        and we are distant minds that strike the hour together                                 like before between our signals I am met with cross chatter my hemispheres bicker and retorting memories barrage         refunding the past     and taking you away from me i am a mating dunce once more              i shrivel
neth-jones
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May 31, 2023
May 31, 2023 at 9:00 PM UTC
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