With creamy brush
I stroke your thigh,
point up the strong calf,
the bold curve of instep,
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Me...who am no oil painting....suddenly am an...oil painting. This I guess is my brush with fate! See how still I sleep upon your easel...a total eclipse of your art. love Donall Donall
I have to calm down now, this was too racy for an old man, but skillfull and beautifully done Love duncan X
You draw me to you and I come to you. 'Come to me with a thought...your thoughts I cleave to! ' I desire to be your desire...always...and. .forever. My orchid is in bloom and my heart flowers if you but brush against me...see...see...I blossom. Blossom! love Donall Donall
Loved this Janice, Makes my heart leap to see two souls so deeply in love, and each the artist's foil. One with a brush...Both with words...Could have reflected my own experience....but that was long ago....The person I loved is gone. Sid.