Posted on June 13, 2015June 13, 2015when i give i give myself… Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed. — Walt Whitman —
Posted on December 23, 2012January 27, 2016why stop… I love you on your knees. I ache for you to spread me wide. lips. slick. humming. bud. engorged. aching. Why stop the avalanche within?