What delightful hosts are they
Life and Love!
Lingeringly I turn away,
This late hour, yet glad enough
They have not withheld from me
Their high hospitality.
So, with face lit with delight
And all gratitude, I stay
Yet to press their hands and say,
So fine a time!
We had planned
Drank raspberry 🍇 wine
And oysters dipped in egg shells
Until the hour for playing
Delighted us with many pleasures of the skin
Toes pointed like a ballerina shivering ever to delious
Bodies entwined, into a tangled web when we decieve
We giggled and sworned to the delight of the moon
Until the morning sun listened to beam around sweaty bodies frozen from the blood-freezing exhaustion
We all smiled of memories of our delightful hosts who had delighted our bodies
Good night 🌟 our delightful hosts of the night 🌟 until we meet again on a moonlight night, sigh…
I want your Sex Baby
Northwich – Brothers’ Campfire — Read on brotherscampfire.com/northwich/ Congratuations lovely stories Bless you 🙌🙌🕯️🕯️🕯️
When some things go wrong, take a moment to be thankful for the many more things that are still going right. Give thanks for what you are now, and keep fighting for what you want to be tomorrow.
A Poem inspired by Stephen Hawking: “Look not at your feet; look up at the stars.” Perhaps things will be OK, and these prison bars Will fall from view, and your life is fine. And in a good reality, you will always be mine. ❤