Having a sexting orgasm with JP better than the real thing!?

What is this world of sexting-and the interlocution between two total strangers.

JP arrived with a query to my question?

Is that a double entendre? He wrote.

I lol’d and that was the beginning of something like sexual magnetic

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From the beginning to the end is it up or down or lateral or just hovering atoms like Mary Oliver BBC radio 4 sounds

https://www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/m00088n4

being purged standing

where does it go

fear anxiety if we lack courage

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Love and desire drive the mind crazy

ECSTASY

EXECUTIONER 1

Complete Collection of Edgar Allan Poe Poetry

The Tell Tale Heart (link to Pdf)

Edgar Allan Poe died

at some time some place

No one knows

his soul catapulted off

to his lovers space

where Pothus’ yearns with sexual longing,

Poe left bereft for what was then

now was not

immersed in sorrow

from his earthly lot

fulfilled at last.

we were victims of the knife cutting he went into my soul. He took my arm, cut it and I don't know how it happened but we were destiny. She said he said they can't speak shut up and fuck me.
I did not have sex with that woman. well? More your style.
We were victims of the knife cutting. Our eyes wrestled each others momentarily he went into me literally and metaphorically. He took my arm cut it and I don’t know how it happened but we were destiny. She said he said they can’t speak shut up what a fuck up. Crazy crazy for you……….

A Valentine

For her this rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes,
Brightly expressive as the twins of Leda,
Shall find her own sweet name, that nestling lies
Upon the page, enwrapped from every reader.
Search narrowly the lines! – they hold a treasure
Divine- a talisman- an amulet
That must be worn at heart. Search well the measure-
The words- the syllables! Do not forget
The trivialest point, or you may lose your labour
And yet there is in this no Gordian knot
Which one might not undo without a sabre,
If one could merely comprehend the plot.
Enwritten upon the leaf where now are peering
Eyes scintillating soul, there lie perdus
Three eloquent words oft uttered in the hearing
Of poets, by poets- as the name is a poet’s, too,
Its letters, although naturally lying
Like the knight Pinto- Mendez Ferdinando-
Still form a synonym for Truth- Cease trying!
You will not read the riddle, though you do the best you can do.

 

 

how does he get in to her

ECSTASY EXECUTIONER 3

we were victims of the knife cutting he went into my soul. He took my arm, cut it and I don't know how it happened but we were destiny. She said he said they can't speak shut up and fuck me.
I did not have sex with that woman. well? More your style
we were victims of the knife cutting he went into me. He took my arm, cut it and I don’t know how it happened but we were destiny. She said he said they can’t speak shut up what a fuck up.

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