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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 nice. I've never been to Barcelona.
ReplyDeleteIt's a beautiful city.
ReplyDeleteA lovely photo, Tara. I love the composition of this.
ReplyDeleteLovely. And somehow haunting.
ReplyDeleteNice! I love all the "lines."
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