DMV

…lost on The Land of Candor…trumpets and bells and peony-love on the Hills and Dimples…up on the back, down on the swan lines, down on the arms…turning the sweet Aussie again…Big Scandal…infinite ecstasy…lily-love, vampire tulips…one more turn…lost underneath…lilies on the Gems, hugging the tender sides, arch-cuddle, seizing the Hills…His Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…ignition…fire

…”almost-photo”, “almost-so many things”, almost-to the path”…hugging The Path…fall on the bazaar…lily-storm, hungry tulips…classic turn…His Sweetness on his way…negative distance…collapse…

…sweeeeet weight…your breath, your scent, the heat of your skin…crazy florals…arch-cuddle…seizing the Hills…His Sweetness on his way…hot velvet, hot hardness…The Pulse…sweet prisoner…collapse…

…The Great Climb-ing…lost

…I love when he is so “talkative” – “saying” something without saying it…deep intrusion, slipping down to The Path with trumpets and peony-love…fall in the bazaar…a wink, hungry tulips and forced landing…lost