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Blue Flower Echoes............
Laying here alone
in my memories
of early morning moments spent with you
" Red Magic satin playing near too......"
......crossing Vanessa's proverbial "1000 miles"
"through the morning Rain, I gaze. the sun doesn't shine
rainbows and waterfalls run through my mind "
I chase the dragon,
a death grip around the neck of his pleasure
stroking him into submission,
given your wet permission
amidst the moans of pleasure
intersecting together
my eyes fixated on your fingers
buried deep inside your
cashmere excellence.......dreams of touching you
simply make me melt
"....it's morning, as we slept the night away"
sharing crimson lustful fantasies
stroking fires
reaching higher and higher
to ecstasy, you and me
allowing me privilege to the
bristling rain, dripping from between
the apex of your sable thighs
....echoes of a brilliant blue flower
from a cherry cloud .
Published 3rd Aug 2016
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Anonymous
3rd Aug 2016 6:19pm
MrM,
Ah yes, the privileges one is allowed while deep inside multi colored spasms of memory....
tornado
Ah yes, the privileges one is allowed while deep inside multi colored spasms of memory....
tornado
*strawberry letter 23* seems to be a favorite song of yours. I noticed you've reference it a lot lately. ;) You should do a poem with the instrumental as the background. I think if anyone can pull the tempo off with spoken word, it would be you... xo
The blue, the blue, the blue.... ah ha.... gotcha! o_O Very nice hun.....
The blue, the blue, the blue.... ah ha.... gotcha! o_O Very nice hun.....
