In The Mirror
There are lovers...and then there's you, Miss Pinky. You're not alone, but you are in a class of your own. The warm, sensuous qualities in this piece tell me this is so.
...and then there's this:
quote:A playful sexuality that pulls at passions yet to be discovered. That being said, I feel it's only right that you replace my keyboard, Miss Pinky. You see, by the time I finally finished reading your gently intense poetry, I found that my tongue was stuck between the 'F' key and the 'K' key and the saliva that was produced killed it for sure.
"Pink studded stars
Wink with a knowing grin
Shimmering onto my
Soft quivering lips
Awakening the sweet taste
Can we talk about it? Just make a left at the light...
Oh... Here's a little something for you, Miss Pinky. It's not much, but it comes from the heart: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8u1zH11yqFQ
...just bein' Bluesy
[This message has been edited by Bluesy Socrateaser (01-25-2018 03:09 AM).]