songanddancegirl

"It's about words, and words are all I have…"

different strokes

there’s an old heavy breasted woman sitting across

from me  she looks saintly  her stigmata  drips green

probably leftover kale smoothie

blissed out people bleed veggies here  white robed

+hottentot aproned  we are after all at a Nordic retreat

in the wilds of PEI

 

later on  a girl  all orgasmic whimpering   under the

frigid showerhead   i wonder if this is secret lingus-code

her white skin jiggles  as salt is rubbed on moist thighs

 

juicy pink mole on buttcheek whimpers too  it sounds

like my name !   i edge closer   headlock ensues  by George

i don’t think i’m in Kansas   anymore

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Summer 2025 ..what i did on my summer vacation..

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