Wednesday, November 9, 2011

A Raspy Melody

Libertine gestures; just a dainty flicker from the lips to saturate the ground in a rampage of rotten filth and delightful play.

The russet of her eyes throws stones to your gut. Amber palate releases sounds, a permanent displeasure overthrown by desire.

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