Cee U Around: A Bawdy Song . . .

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

A Bawdy Song . . .

Recalling youthful nights they’d spent wrapped in each other’s arms Breathing slumbers interrupt when captured by his charms She let her hands and fingertips Run through his hair and ‘cross his lips... Ah, it was her favorite time of day. He’d softly moan in sensual tone that only she could hear... Sign in to see full entry.

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These are my yak blogs. Parkinson's keeps me from spending hours on the phone (because it has affected my speaking voice,) telling about my weird dreams, schemes, and miscellaneous parts of my day that don't fit into my other three blog categories. Welcome, one and all, to the quirky side of my brain. Oh, if you see it/her wandering around aimlessly, just turn it/her around and aim it/her in the right direction. A little pat on the toosh to see it/her on the way wouldn't hurt a bit either!

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