elongated

The hot spruces of nectar blanket thy tongue, a deep stirring signals achievement, or foul play. Only quenched by the transformation of thought into thrusting, hunger to hunt, or savage primordial calling to affection, dost thou mingle with the delicates of fertile being. Complete annihilation and abandonment to thy notion of lotion and vanity. Rub the dirt with thy collar bone, your hair, soil under the nail a thickness, thy breasts, thy breasts.
In the calm that follows, a wave of reconsideration impregnates all. The words of thy secret prayer leech through the skin just below thine eyes, locking thee together. Unable to wait for an answer urgency engulfs thee. Real estate between the nipples is photographed and used for postcards sent to children unable to read, yet they understand.
Shuddering in embarrassment forbids thy furthering of flesh. "Reason" he said and destroyed their undergarments. After a time socks were permitted, until the sagging tyrant uttered "touch" and they were revoked. My body is eager for promptness, my soul greedy for all time. To share, plug and unplug, steal an adapter, cleanse the guilty electronomica with wet fire. Weighed down by warm damp pungent cloth is the only way to cure idiocy and modern neurosis. Contradictions can be emailed, but if you masturbate until you get a reply you may get red.
pardon my frankness,
amen