The bleached wood massed in bone piles,
we pulled it from dark beach and built
fire in a fenced clearing.
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It read, 'our beat like twins to the loons rising up', what a great image of rampaging
buy a gun and kill as many people as they want; why not censor violence which is true and celebrate making love
AS you say, once the licking starts, it doesn't matter who is doing it, as with onanism, if you sit on your hand and make it numb, you can imagine anyone is onanising you
Our, beat like twins- to the loons rising up; a slurpers celebration
prior to 'beats' is the word , why was it excised, because someone might get excited, and this in the country where any crazy sociopath can bu
A romantic lesbian experience Carolyn eulogised in this poem, which as is usual, penned with skill; " our beat like twins to the loons rising up." whatever happened to Jacynthe?
Caroline being a naughty girl