One Thousand Wordswords cannot describe this feeling this warmth of pure enrapturement a smile always upon face a fixed position among changing tidesOne Thousand Words
the twilight shines, illuminating soft skin with just one touch chills run down the spine two drawn nearer, the closure of some gap without sound they have spoken one thousand words
the glow of a slight fire crackles away the clock ticks in silent revelry two hands join, convening, pairing accompianied by tireless sighs.
A Game So DesiredIt cannot be given without being taken Pink lips the messenger, rosy cheeks the harvest Warm and soft, such like a good dream Fresh and tender, as flowers in bloom The mind loses consciousness, lost in reward The contended game has been won, conquered The lushness, like a field of green pastures The intensity, akin to fireworks of Merlot This kiss which was bestowed takes hold Enrapturing every piece of the desirous suitor.A Game So Desired
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we swayed out of the way, just a bit, to see it differently
keep it up!
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I saw the proverbial sunrise
coming up over the Pacific...
Your poetry totally champions.
iWatch.
i gotta stop being so gangster.
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Laura flippin' Dean! (the first.)
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Yes, I rather like this God fellow. He's very theatrical, you know, a pestilence here, a plague there. Omnipotence. Gotta get me some of that.- Stewie Griffin
Adam
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