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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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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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I sit here in Falls Church, Va., about 8 miles from the White House in DC. In 3 hours El Cheeto, Fuckface von Clownstick, will be swor...
Very cute sheep you have there!
ReplyDeleteThey were adorable -- and some of them had the run of the vineyards!
DeleteBeautiful! texture and form
ReplyDeleteThank you, M. It's an oldie but goodie (4 years old). Taken at a winery in Napa Valley. Yes, they also raise sheep.
DeleteI like the textures on that photo very much indeed.
ReplyDeleteThank you, John, so do I! Those are very woolly sheep!
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