it came
as loud as a lion
as gently as a sheep giving birth in the
cool night air
tendrils of green climbing gray tree trunks
rocks embossed with moss and blossoms
stormy
wet
warm and cold
every day different
hourly variations
where was it last year?
Kink is sacred, don't @ me.
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I am on my hands and knees on a dirty carpet in front of an open window,
and I am naked from the waist down. Who undresses in this order? I always
lose my ...
1 week ago
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