By Chance
Burning coil encompass all Physical purity defined by the skin on skin rock sway of hips sliding to a sweaty rhythm of immortal love so illusive. The hand releases the fist, the fist that held her thighs She melts evaporates...
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Laurie_B
I have been writing poetry and fiction for several years now. It is truely one of my great pleasures in life to create beauty with words.
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