On ParchmentA Poem by John Alexander McFadyenOn Parchment What I pen on parchment are feelings I have known. Sometimes the abstract ravings of a sun stroked mind. A place where dehydration sucks the inhibition from poisonous snake bites, or the thousand cuts that bleed red from my heart drain away all hope. But in the boudoir I am yours and you are mine and in this delicious knowing we come together in sweet and private feasts where I offer you a menu, a la carte, if you prefer and you offer it back to me with the full flavour of desire. 07/05/13 © 2013 John Alexander McFadyenReviews
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13 Reviews Added on May 7, 2013 Last Updated on May 8, 2013 AuthorJohn Alexander McFadyenBrixworth, England, United KingdomAboutWell, have a long and complicated story and started it as an autobiography on Bebo but got writer's block/memory fogging. People liked it though and kept asking for the next chapter! fools.. more..Writing
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