Kissing your hand goodbye anti-personal mine a bullet for breakfast. Conflict, too much guns less brains. no heart. People convinced, they are, right? 2020 So damned civilized, killing is fun. All those buttons to press, pills, estranging you, from what’s right. My my, almost begging for shit to happen. Fly by, snipe, from a …
The gentle caressing, of heated bodies. Lustfull and profound panting. Knibbeling on the earlobes, it isn’t sinning, feel the extasy begin, wet within. Becoming full, some empty
Under the umbrella, we stood, the wind whisked it away. She smiled, her dominating gaze, prey to the woman beguiled. ‘Close your eyes,’ she demanded. Next, I was paralyzed by her touch, incapacitated by the venomous kiss. I was fooled by that witch. With her venomous kiss.