Seems I am always ready to begin whether I lose, draw or win

ˣˣʸ I'd sworn to dismantle, stroke your ache and love you with all the madness in my soulI want lakes of you inside me

To balm and bless the senses, go deep into the forest, as swaying limbs of timber serenade their eternal breaths    of splendor..Venturing amongst wildflowers and weeds of kaleidoscopic colors, and lush verdant green.. Finding rest against the enduring...

(Press the key!  Make it work for you as a silent slave or ardent lover would - and, as you know - more than willingly.) Girl, are you deaf or do you always want to have the upper hand, palm...

we were sat upon once grass awaiting the season laden with  glittering gold, brass beautiful an' copper glints an' glow as  a falling star  - searching fora  haven stronger than canvas..   dipped, paused, looked left then right, ahead an' behind ..   was a...