Monday, March 23, 2009

Trickling...

She wanted me complete. She wanted me. Light the candles so I could see fine. Burn some incense to keep me relaxed, no problem. But it stops there - skyclad in a space otherwise uncluttered.

Here I am - naked in the lupine journey smoke hypnotized by the four flames.........

Just excuse my neck - it hasn't stopped trickling in hours.

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