Rewinding the Intercourse
Fog It envelopes us like writer's block, drinking in the soft sounds of liquid love and the burn after the caress. It penetrates the flesh and moves into the heart holding us like our lovers never do. We virginize. Written December 29th, 2001 © on Dec 29 2001 10:43 AM PST, Katrina Armour 0 • 10
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