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Short but sweet. Love it when that barrier breaks for the first time.
Me too, Will. Thanks for reading!
Repent? You did it right. Delicious. Nice spill
Thank you, Fia. Glad you like…
A satisfying little poem. I’d love to get to know those two. 🙂
Ha! I bet so…
I would send them over, but they’re busy
So Meg this flows and is all around great poetry. Bravo!
Glad you like it, Daniel. I like to go with the flow
Intensely erotic flow hehe…
You captured passion and love in nine lines. A photo isn’t needed with this, the imagery of your words is enough.
Nicely done, girl.
That’s sweet, girl. I think Dragon liked the photos, though.
Thanks for sharing
I echo Adira. A delicious spill, it was!
I’m so glad it makes you hungry, Pandy.
I’ve been meaning to ask you on a picnic…
xoxo