I’m into your cockthat makes a wet spotevery time that I send you a note.I like pulling your hairand stroking you whereyou paint me a pearly white coat.I’ve got the ‘real’ honey you lick off my lips,and natural berries...

My soul lost its way, I'm dissociatingBarely can remember your touch But i'm cravingYour Intricate choice of words, the sound of your voice Erased from my supple memoryI  beg you, please contact me.Have me reminisce of the sweetness of...