Each month, write a new collection.
Sex OfferingRaw fruitionSensation euphoricAll positions a temptationAs you are for itFriction addictionA resurrection ofDesire on fireWith sexual directionThe taste of her faceIs with smoke in her mouthHer buttocks roundAs luck runs southThe tingle of the blood coursingWith a pulseMingling love as lust Is forcedAnd the intercourse is the Choice to voiceAs sinners rejoice inThe noise with moistSlapping happening in unisonGladly laughing to do it with somePrecision in the decision to thrustAnd must be in a position to trustAs we move to smooth rhythmLike a swingBack and forthLike a hand saw As it cleans the dust from the teeth and cuts at willTo the lust between the sheets with a suck and a thrillThe mountain is a molehill as we make the climb intoThe passions of the top to shake and findA mountain before us with the crest to fulfill the journey to yearningA climax until we go off the edge and fall To the ground In exaltation exhilarating sounds As movement is soon To stop and breathe With the two of us finished In the offering
I love this!
GRANT Psychedelic rock Bong tokes, surfing, late night showsI miss you dearly.Most things remind meOf you, big bro. It's hard toBelieve you took your own life.There will never beAnother human like you.Music takes me back.
I forgot i was savedI forgot i was lovedThen i prayedI let go of the comfortI let go of the GraceThen i prayedI forgot His promiseI forgot His MercyThen i prayedI let go of the covenantI let go of the victoryI forgot i was belovedI forgot i was chosenThen i prayed
Woodland walkDew gathered violets asAuntie sings