Beaches

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Wild demonic night.

Fantasies of sexual abandon, peeling back the layers of time and clothing,

of shark fishing on white sand and blue crystal vistas the tropics of freedom.

Of kissing the shoulder,

of running hands over perfect curves.

OF WINNING ANOTHER INCH OF SOFT HOT TERRITORY.

From the depths of guilt and lust and desperately trying to find a comfortable place to make it happen,

We dream of what may come.

Or naught.

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25.01.26 03:26

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Andy Le’Crumpet & Raised Ink Press

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