Photo by Joan Carol

I crave to sink my teeth into the marrow of creative intellect. Feed on the passionfruit of midnight ramblings inundated with honeysuckle smiles. Savor the kiss of ecstasy unbound. Feel the fervent prayer as flesh melds, sighs of grace the only sound. 




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