Sunday, March 07, 2010

HUff and ...

If you had a tongue Lady Glass
we'd pass back and forth like
foolish feelings but yer screen's glass
is .. No says Jill this ass is too cute
for love's bitter bocky...

Mona: She used the word gently in a curse of a verse. A Cutapurse, not knowing the cruelty of poetry! a passing chain to hook yer brains outside to the inner thigh. Cunted by her rained in thoughts. Shes pretty and good in bed but no poet to her mustering thoughts...


Franny's not keen on braille .. she'd prefer a mouth sucking Jacky's cock.. her mouth a long whistle down desire's boom-boom ka-boom!
O master of coming and love's hellbent fuck.