One for Autumn colors....
Russet and tossed,
In her crown of locks I was lost,
Her thighs languidly spread wide,
With a fingertip she beckons,
Eager for pleasures discover'd inside....
....Veritas.
A collection of short stories, personal musings, poetry (just a non poet's efforts, be kind...) perhaps a photograph or three... I hope you enjoy and please, leave a note, a link or best of all, a comment.... ....do join in, become a blog follower, you never know when I might actually say something witty or God forbid, profound! My fondest hope, that the unsaid pleasures are found in the words and images I have crafted for you...you....
Friday, October 16, 2015
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