He played pic-a-boobs with her breast like a pianist fiddling the keyboard looking for that perfect note to raise the symphony and excite the brain causing “loose-control” thereby poor security to the gateway of the paradise that lie between her legs. As he did signals traveled fast; faster than the speed of light, spreading legsContinue reading ““Sin-phony””
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The Pledge
The Body tells the Soul: “your wish is my command.”
Perfectly Imperfect
The perfection of its imperfection was exactly what attracted them but as nights came and days left their eyes begun to open; then they realized they were perfectly building an imperfection that had become perfectly imperfect.
