He screamed a name so sovereign.... As he was glued on the bathroom door....confidentiality fathomed his ego and his enormous nuts that he always covered.... He enjoyed seeing naked women...no not those on your phone screen and laptop computers... No naked women who water...trickled down there cheeks to shins....not missing the bumps and curves...he marveled at the foam that soap formed...on there bodies....but his time was nay....Jonson's simit was around... And his eyes were dogs meal....#kingtrapp
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Annah( The Woman He Watched Undress And Other Poems)
PoetryIf its love I talk about... Then am willing to go away..this game has taken who I am...who I was..and created a monster from the creek and crack.....if it is love I encounter... I wish to spend my early mornings sleeping and my late night drafting...
