as well you should.
kidnap.
adore. sleep. drive. and
lovelovelove.
so mary has a personality and an
ass from heaven? reminds me a bit of a
little lady hiding from me in
kalamazoo.
i want to be working on other stuff right now. i can't. i am enflamed with
a desire totototo...don't know how to say it. don't know what i'm trying to
say. don't know how you make me
love the honesty. even better, you make me
want to pull down honesty's tight black diesel pants and suck him off.
how is this possible? i walked into a day that didn't want me, and i came
out the salty side of lust. is that how i taste sometimes? am i using
writing you a message as an excuse to expunge expose x-rate
a demon’s desire?
is it possible to go too far, and if it is, should i care? i hope you are
sleeping
sans panties. i hope right now your nipples twitch because in your
sleep they know what it is i want. they know i want nipples. yours. a
tongue. yours. a teasing
on hands and knees skirt hiked up hair east of head
coy cunning what are you waiting for
leer. come here.
your body knows mine just said this. i know it does. and now your heart
needs a transplant. it needs to be replaced by mine for a moment, so that
your
veins may know, may finally feel first hand, that mine is theirs as well.
indeed...stop
adoring from
so far away.