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Frankly, my dear

In every season My sensuality flips sides (of so many) Forming Another Layer. Lilting In Nuances. Grinding Interminably Nearer towards a ringing realization Louder than ego, against my “will” like Om. Voraciously, oh how I grin Etching your image in … Continue reading

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