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Surfacing

Member since 2002 · Posted 18 Dec 2003 · 2 comments

I find you a giver warm to the touch and a free radical. Curly long & supple your hair tied to mine and spin we a galaxy of babies. Upon surfacing, I know what love is and you take me down and I hold my breath and I forgive even the Sun for seeing You. Because, you are not mine only, you are the worlds.

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[9] ShaNoN+960317485 20-Dec-03/12:59 AM Reply

Hello Dear. how u doing??
I see that you also talk to a DICK, Casually caressing it :o)
Well dear dont know much abt what u try us to c... so i cud say Surfacing is a person & his penis relationship..
the reasons been:
1-'I find you a giver': a giver o sperm
2-'warm to the touch': it sure is warm
3-'and a free radical': yes has a will of its own (i know)
4-'Curly long & supple': During the placid state its skin is surly coiled .
5- the rest put forth the reverie of thoughts of the person, claiming that though he had kept Mr.Penis to himself its use liberates him & lets him feel love â which hence he claims Mr.Penis âyou are the worldsâ.

Sounds funny dho...but i have an evil mind & my Mr.Penis is also just the same;o)
A cool verse even if i ignore this complex inference..
Take a 9 baby..

[n/a] <{Baba^Yaga}> › ShaNoN+960317485 20-Dec-03/12:39 PM Reply

You must work at the makeup counter at Sears too. Glad to know you.