You are searching from the morning
for the oasis. It is only a mirage.
Don't delude yourself.
You didn't want to listen
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insatiable they. Still won't have enough. These are 'Jaws'...........fantastic exposition quest spatial bedecked with mysticism, that always haunts man and woman all along by feeling of organic sweetness at all notches of time and age in the mystical matrix of love of course in different fashion from dawn to dusk by it sacred sanctity, yes there you are! ! ! , that desire inflicts and afflicts all along like jaws to tear away the last dreg scarlet bloods into white dusts unto the finale and mysticism shrouds the psychic strength leading to dissolution of mirage of that luscious glow..! ! , wonderful curving of craving across the colors of art of love in the room of rainbow. yet superbly wrought ingenious by the imagery,10++++++, thanks for sharing like river rippling across the jingle of sweet breeze, thanks for sharing
I don't know why, but I consider this one funny. It may be because I can see a man and a woman crossing the burning desert sand and she is constantly hounding him about getting them into this situation when they could be nice and warm in an igloo instead. HaHaHaHa! Anyway. That's my interpretation. HaHaHaHaHa! GW62
Title is really good and so are your thoughts, words and flow. Nice.
wonderful imaginery wrapped in poetic words................Good Write..........
Khharasho! Khharasho! (Russian-Good! Good!) I like the way Eskimos presented bananas.I lack potassium in me....so i crave for more such bananas though am not gay.A good application. A 10 from me.
very impressive and expressive! excellent and gorgeous! like Chopin Ballade on words!