You can see it within my eyesthis molten Scorpionic surprisethis stinger sharp and hiddenpromising pleasures so forbidden Just a little slap and tickleto make my dew then tricklemake nipples bud then showtake you where you want to go For I do...

    Mood Swing #6: Resonance "the power of imagination makes us infinite"    John Muir    its gestation was noticed    not necessarily in the very beginning    but as time created movements    a field of enigmatic proportions    entered...

Florae reincarnated bliss. Petals lay where sun refused to ray. Stalking stems are lacking strength. Thorns bring crimson-stained amiss.Florever blooming endeavours. Aquatic yearning arose. Soaked in velvet, so called hell fit. Lucy’s bouquets were ever imposed.Deathbeds of roses. Rain...