My soul looks for you
Push my wall
Heavy
Burning
Deep
Cannonballs
My eyes look at you and through you
Stars pierce my souls
Falsified milk
Waiting for your semen to make me whole
And so my eyes look at you
Waiting
For
It
Because spit can’t transmit
This
And so
My eyes search for you
My soul searches
For a son
For Fertility
I like!
Thank you!
Beautiful, Miss L…
Thank you Mr. S (: I’m trying
Miss L, you write mighty fine (:
An email landed here from you today, just want to check, as it only came furnished with a lonely url/link..
Oh my really??? Strange
Came from your yahoo one, and according to the interwebs without going there, some sort of education site based in Turkey.
Oh my! I must have clicked on some web site, technology has gotten so sophisticated. I apologize.
I though someone may of accessed your email account.