Whether hard or soft sleeved, gently I grip your gorgeous arms and spread your succulent tales. I embrace the nudity of knowledge!
Your expression is a thrilling preface. The dots of your i's dilate while your sentences hyperventilate. Losing breath but gaining momentum I kiss each crevice where the comma lays, caressing my fingers where your pages tare- The neck. Licking the tips of my finger, I turn your pages.My eyes close, the images splash through my mind. My heart heaves heavily, stroking down the streams of your pages. Crackling, slipping, moaning of new wonders. Caught up in your twisted measures, I read faster and faster, embracing the plethora of paper cuts.The pain is thrilling! Your lines begin to shout more and more! As a savage I'm bending, sometimes taring each and every page, but that's exactly how you want it. I can predict the number of pages before my sweat beads freeze and I forget to breathe. Three more flips, two pairs of lips, one ship has set sail. Climax The pages delicately flutter like the sails on waving ship. Slowing in pace, my eyes open to see those same i's dilated. I return to kissing each comma, even more gentle, for now they seem like periods. I remember to stop. To catch a tangible breath and embrace the slowly ending punctuation. Honestly, it's worsening but we're both satisfyingly exhausted. Till the last sentence, I kissed every consonant, and lathered your assonants with as much pureness this sinners tongue could salivate. Before closing your cover and ending this reading rendezvous, I notice you want to finish with a semicolon. So sensuous book of mine, shall we continue onto a second tale?
The dots of your i's dilate while your sentences hyperventilate. Stop it, Ive got nothing to say, Its like writing on clouds, they drift, they pull, they pulse and they breath. Walking on the sands of the moon! Yes my friend your way with words are just rich
Posted 7 Years Ago
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7 Years Ago
You're always a pleasure with these reviews! I can't begin to tell you how much they mean to me, sin.. read moreYou're always a pleasure with these reviews! I can't begin to tell you how much they mean to me, since I'm only a novice beginner!
The dots of your i's dilate while your sentences hyperventilate. Stop it, Ive got nothing to say, Its like writing on clouds, they drift, they pull, they pulse and they breath. Walking on the sands of the moon! Yes my friend your way with words are just rich
Posted 7 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
7 Years Ago
You're always a pleasure with these reviews! I can't begin to tell you how much they mean to me, sin.. read moreYou're always a pleasure with these reviews! I can't begin to tell you how much they mean to me, since I'm only a novice beginner!