Swelling squalls of erectile tissue
encountering memories of you
wickering through me like a swish of ink making it's way across paper
Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 10:03 AM UTC
Swelling squalls of erectile tissue
encountering memories of you
wickering through me like a swish of ink making it's way across paper
your prose has made it's way into my soul and winnows it,
it blossoms as a caress
from your wife...
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