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Where You Are
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Where You Are Where You Are The universe wants to know who you are or maybe it is just my aching heart for I still haven't got a clue maybe I once met you at work or we passed on the street and in some minor miracle of chemistry was tied me to you for the rest of history as your aroma of pheromones and perfumes passed is that why nothing else seems to ever last or are you still out there somewhere so far distant might as well be in another galaxy whiling another your time whittling at a chunk of wood becoming a bird reading large books by George RR Martin and drinking wine and coffee to stay awake as you wait life's call to say I have finally turned up or maybe you are too busy for all of that you have meals to make and clothes to repair your 's hair to brush and taxi-ing to and from their many social engagements you don't notice any missing piece have no sense of wistfulness for a something else you do not possess for another life the like of which you could never fathom or guess so alien from who you are now shaped by environment and time to no longer need my embrace to not care for the passion I hold and how we might our bodies sensual mould together and in a corner of our own build a universe more loving and profound than any we have already lived or any universe and life and love so far found. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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Mulleen, I get so much from you. Please keep doing what you do! Writing, writing, writing so that I can eventually catch it! Like a virus or a flu. But with benefits, the ill effects are eschewed. Instead a better view and mood! a contagion you might catch a cough at night a sniffle outside and before you know it the covers of a book open wide  Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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You are a thinker A contemplater Would you were not? Would you were Devoid of thought? You could have them And forget But instead You get to share Those thoughts In your head By putting them Out on the internet. Making us, your readers Bear witness To your wonderful wordsmithing. To which we offer A world of thanks. And look forward To it's continuance. the thoughts on the screen and the person you see what will become of the honey bee as the hive collapsing constantly will bees disappearance mark end of our history the crops and fruit will not blossom who knows what our industrial revolution is costing yet you care deeply for all make shadow of my own thoughts small and letting me read your words and lines where skill art knowledge and compassion combine I am the one who should be giving thanks.... Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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crunch, ...crunch.....crunch......those ribs snapped, as the juices sucked out....still lots of protein for those who like their meat well barbecued.... good to hear you can install a fresh appetite.... Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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you tempt me to add a couple of extra lines now..... sipping wine and drinking coffee devouring a side of charcoal ribs and eating an entire lemon cheesecake... but it would just make me hungry Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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at times I am a set of taps I run hot and I run cold I dream and desire to that other someone hold. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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