Shore
When you touch me, I am a pearl glinting on the sands of desire, being covered with kisses by a sun that burns through to the tiny grain that is my core, rendering me miniscule yet vast, like a vacuum of waves.
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posted by Maryanne Moll | 2:54 AM
1 Comments:
Short. Sweet. Deep.
You are alive!
How you be kiddo?
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