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Over 90 days ago
Straight Male, 49
United Kingdom
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Rookie Scribe
Close your eyes and let me trace,
sensuous swirls across your body.
With fine feathered fingers,
that delight in your desires.
Delicately dancing amongst exquisite curves.
Tenderly igniting your persuasive passions.
Patiently I will stoke the fires, until
you explode in glorious ecstasy and pull me under.
For my only desire is to dive deep down
into the depths of your delicious embrace
and drown beneath voluptuous waves of ambrosial bliss.
sensuous swirls across your body.
With fine feathered fingers,
that delight in your desires.
Delicately dancing amongst exquisite curves.
Tenderly igniting your persuasive passions.
Patiently I will stoke the fires, until
you explode in glorious ecstasy and pull me under.
For my only desire is to dive deep down
into the depths of your delicious embrace
and drown beneath voluptuous waves of ambrosial bliss.
Rookie Scribe
plans for tonight
lose mind to be found at a later date
let 33 cups of tea go cold cursing every one
get distracted from kitchen to bathroom to plants to guitar to the
maddening creativity of over spontaneous spontaneity
make a list of things to do never to be done
talk to the room in various accents
questioning
more cups of tea gone cold
determined to drink one thats hot
only to be distracted
mid sip by gentle call of books stacked since last
crazy night day night sun up
cast occasional glances at sentimental television that
feels its been unloved for too long
shave perhaps
bath perhaps
food perhaps not
exit hurly burly
watch sunrise
stolen flowers
gathered feathers
then back
to
exit once more burly hurly
in a whirlwind
towards town
towards day
towards next night
carrying scars through till sometime
instant sleep
lose mind to be found at a later date
let 33 cups of tea go cold cursing every one
get distracted from kitchen to bathroom to plants to guitar to the
maddening creativity of over spontaneous spontaneity
make a list of things to do never to be done
talk to the room in various accents
questioning
more cups of tea gone cold
determined to drink one thats hot
only to be distracted
mid sip by gentle call of books stacked since last
crazy night day night sun up
cast occasional glances at sentimental television that
feels its been unloved for too long
shave perhaps
bath perhaps
food perhaps not
exit hurly burly
watch sunrise
stolen flowers
gathered feathers
then back
to
exit once more burly hurly
in a whirlwind
towards town
towards day
towards next night
carrying scars through till sometime
instant sleep