Beaming Eyes to See

I am here and the horses are steaming. The grail is great, and I find the lillies magnificent. Benedict has stepped down. A small Cardinal is at the pond doing divination. I wear my locks long and I grab a donut for the road. Zooming around me is fraternity and now it is mixed with Catholic dream. It is not my scene, but I will play the part. My gown is violet and LA show is about to go. Kim is THE PRIEST and her sparrow is THE ARROR. Duck your head before you go to bed. Testosterone is in the vicinity. Can't we just make it a comedy. What is with all of the hostility. Imagery will never give you morality. Demonic voices is all of you in each other. I deal with you straight. How about some males do the same.

Blazing Bear Attitude

I deal with the shall of control, and the boddice of alert.  My skin is white and my name is tainted.  The industry of sexuality has hunted me in a bunny way.  I am just a piece of saran wrap today.  I live in a state to relate and contemplate.  I am simple in my complexity.  I call dominance to again enter my king.  He now heads a serial killer ring.  It is all losers and wanna bees.  They were selfish and used abilities.  I will shine free as me.  Disfunction will never be for me.  I am alone, but my skirt flows with the mightiest of Pawnee energy.  I will be the uncarressed, and you will all be a mess.  Death would be a mercy for your cruel stupidity.  None of you are pretty, and you are not going to me.  I draw back the bow and plant an arrow in the heart of SPARROW.  Kick him to the curb to-knight.  I have the energy to make me free and oh so beautiful indeed.  No one will touch me in a wanton way again.  My steed will show their greed.

Laughing Sigh you are my guy.  Please hear the scream and meet me in a dream.  Wash away what they say, and be courage today.  I feel you approach from behind as I sit on a downed tree.  You cover my eyes and begin to kiss me.  My head is alert as I feel you move.  Your hands gaze down my front and I tell you, "Always."  You grab my hand and we allow our feet freedom in the stream.  No splashing, respect me.  "I will try." as you look me in the eye.  "Not ready."  I take your hand and hand you a beautiful red aggat.  As you close it, I gentlely kiss your battered knuckle.  I remind you that some faces need your punches.  You hug me from behind as I walk away.  I think we had a very productive day.

Enter in Rose

I relate, but don't penetrate.
The seal is me in theory.
I enjoy the view of you know who.
There is a sense of male in your breeze.
It is intoxicating to return your telepathy.
Your warm hands are hot.
I extend a hello and we begin the show.
Roses are you, I am lady slipper.