Churning her hips in the darkness,
no one can see her dangerous dance
over the waters. She peels out of
her clouds and throws them into the
wind. Who cares if it's raining ---
she adores the feel of wet on her
skin. Dolly opens her eye and laughs:
she wants nothing more than to press
man against her voluptuous bosom ...
one last memory before they die.
(c) 2008, Karla Dorman (7/22)
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We had a violent thunder storm last night at 2:30 a.m. Was kind of scared but watched it out bed room window. Could not sleep til it was over. Storms to be expected throughout today. We need the rain though. Hope you stay safe in Texas and don't get drowned out or washed out of your home. They say it is to be much heavier rains than needed down there in parts of Texas. It is just the beginning of the hurricane season, so take care throughout. Worried about you, let us know you are safe.
Sheila
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(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :)
Georg
Love the metaphors. Sort of a black widow I would say. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
excellent...
John
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