Winsome Woe
Poem I do lament he does not call I am bereft Sagacious Moon I am Withal I cast a Spell and he shall Fall oh Tallest, Tall, of Tall there be take this...
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Poem I do lament he does not call I am bereft Sagacious Moon I am Withal I cast a Spell and he shall Fall oh Tallest, Tall, of Tall there be take this...
Poem Scent of lust swarms into them, Love challenged by lust, Lust and love entwined. Tantalizing foreplay, Sensuous massage, The nail strokes, the pinch, Play of the Tongue, a whisper of sweet nothings....
Poem There is a beauty of men Who sit with words Robust in their delusions Simpletons of form and grace Erasing all illusions A man who’s heart is beating Still, endearing language with...