Autumn
Honeyed skin licked by golden sunlight entices touch warm glow of mornings break begs a crinkled September smile playing on lips pulsed ripe plump picking. Harvest is nigh with staggered […]
Tag Archives: sensuality
The one that tried to be a love poem
Erudite, she dreamt of being a pink rotund Botticelli lady, what she got was somewhere between Garbo and Groucho. Kissed the boys and made them cry, bit like onion squamous […]
Musings and Smatterings 