I couldn't let this pass: two months ago today I drove out of my home town on my way to Colorado and my new life. Sad, yes. Regrets? Absolutely not. It's worked out gloriously. Now, let's get on with our day.
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A Poem Written Long Ago
When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
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So here we go, 2025. Many did not come along with us. We persist for now. I admit to a certain amount of melancholy this season. I spent Ch...
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When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
Hooray! I'm do happy for you.
ReplyDeleteSo glad it's working out gloriously, Tara. So happy for you.
ReplyDeleteThat your joy goes with you wherever you go is clear. Yaaayyy , Tara!
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