Bond meets girl.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Bond meets girl.
Stepping out, the shower, body towelled dry. Naked, my thoughts, wet, amorous not processed. Still waiting for confirmation, the signal. Yes! All clear! Message sent. In another room, 007 Ringtone rings, message received. She waiting, bare, exposed in bed. Just another bedtime story " Bond meets girl!" Love for the taking.
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Added on April 8, 2016 Last Updated on April 8, 2016 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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