The Prowler
By Aroura Eden
This is what crawls in my dreams, This tease This lust, Smiling appealingly Touching me tenderly Climbing me furiously Devouring me savagely, Be one with me Please torture me But please be kind to me.Dreams are sick minded, but you got'a love'em. Roury Written February 5th, 2002 © on Feb 05 2002 02:50 PM PST 0 • 16
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