Note the girl's dreamy look.
See the swan's hunger
as he eyes her tender nipple.
Cornered and captured,
she has no thought of escape
and desires nothing more
than to rest in his wings.
See the swan's hunger
as he eyes her tender nipple.
Cornered and captured,
she has no thought of escape
and desires nothing more
than to rest in his wings.
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Well, taking a break from reading the archives, and cleaning up after ourselves, we are, indeed, delighted to note that Yeats is still happening, and that you, OG, are alive and well. Hope you're enjoying the assignment. Hugs - jcn
Damn you, you always make me work for it. I wasn't thinking of Yeats at all, but now that you mention it...
There is nothing indifferent about my Master's beak.
And yes, I have been enjoying the assignment. It is wrapping up now.
"There is nothing indifferent about my Master's beak." Giggles. Many, many giggles. I'll get kicked out of the stacks if you make me laugh that hard, OG!(And, I've been meaning to ask you how your hair is holding up in that jungle the picture showed you in...) - jcn
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