#hott
She collapsed on the bed
No words needed to be said.
she was exhausted
from the text she read,
the words ran on and on,
playing out in her head,
she pushed send,
and the phone went,
dead...
Dec 9, 2025
Dec 9, 2025 at 5:26 PM UTC
Dimples
Are simple
If watched
By red freckled Nympho's.
Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 8:09 AM UTC
JANE
Mine sensual goddess
Flame.
©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 7:51 PM UTC
I shalt bite her bottom lip
Whilst Pulling her closer;
She shalt melteth at her hip's
Smoke coming from her tongue, as if a long term smoker.
©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley
Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 5:32 PM UTC