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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...

Exquisite photograph. Rarely do I see such clear sky anywhere. No haze at all. Like California was before automobiles. Where was this taken?
ReplyDeletetaken on the wharf at Santa Cruz. A breezy day and clear air.
DeleteThis is such a cool photo, Tara!
ReplyDeleteTY. I didn't know what I had until a couple weeks later reviewing.
DeleteWhat a stunning shot. There's something so interesting about the mix of angles and puffy clouds.
ReplyDeleteYes, I like that contrast of elements myself.
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