Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Officer Richsard
Officer Richard, I was thinking about you. Green beret is what I read your 6'9" frame to be, not just DOC. Attractive you are, but taken I am. You like it better that way anyway, I believe. I thought of you and sung a Shawn Colvin song. Dark warrior in the desert. I see snake. What can I take? You move through pulverizing from the shackling of a permanent peircing chain. It was sexy on my back, never on my knees. No sleeze, safety in your chamber. You had to release to the key today and now you tear him away. Married males who hold the gun to my head. I will be done soon. You are the rocket, in this realm, to that key. I love your pompous embrace, very JUDO in this sweet piercing sunset. Gi is for you, I'll tunnel through to make it fit. I just want to be close to a being who escaped the veil of death, crossed the River Styx, and found me dead on the bank. We welcome their deceit, and weave a new dream. my master just waits to see what is next. He needs a create adventure. Maybe he has THE HOBBIT inside, behind his sky blue eyes.
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