IT HAPPENED AT THE PICNIC THAT DAYA Poem by andrew mitchell
We're laying on the blanket
Just basking in the sun She beckons me "come closer" Sipping wine ; we become one. Fuelled with desire Senses all inflamed There's no putting out this fire A love that cannot be tamed. I'm deep within her love While caressed by the sun We embrace love together The feast has just begun. As for the rest of the story I leave it all up to you, I leave the view, your imagination. Pausing now to catch my breath I have to finish our consummation. ;)
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1 Review Added on March 30, 2015 Last Updated on March 30, 2015 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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