Sunday, March 16, 2008
Brush And Canvas Comments
Rating: ★5.0
Soft caresses in the twilight hush.
Eyelids closed in a state of ecstasy.
He is the painter; his tongue is the brush
sliding down the canvas of my body.
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17 March 2008
Masterpiece, a poison that delivers from death
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7/26/2025 5:52:12 AM # 1.0.0
Seldom, I'm at a loss for words, for truly I've none to equal this sensually masterful work of compelling, spellbinding charisma. I'll just say I love it in a very sincerely, manly way … thank you ever-so warmly, Linda Marie! ⁓ Richard