Sage Sweetwater bringing you the Upper Tier in lesbian erotica...
windmills and waterwheels, my 48th year portfolio, the women who have deeply affected me, through these fine women, the spirit emerges, bedside cuts water with wine, her silky shaven legs, merge with downy pussy, baby give me a taste of your shea butter, administer sensual emolient, soften the night, ~if~ that pinion ~tree~ could talk, what a story, f*** this sage woman, leave ~riddle~ in the ~bark~ dripping with ~sap~ omnipresent unseen dramas, drape the eaves with whispers, cries, screams, passion communing with nature, these ragged pieces of cloth are the most restraining emotions, tied around your hands, pagan dominatrix lashes you with wool streamers spun on the spinning wheel, untie yourself, liberate fiery red and watery blue, merge otherworldly violet, come down here and rim me at the horizon, coming white fleecy clouds, put it into me, swallow up my ~space~ depths you've not known, hit ~bottom~ with full ~thrust~ cosmic ~fire~ on your ~bare~ soul, stand behind me, stare ~down~ into it, ~if~ that pinion ~tree~ could talk, what a story, f*** this sage woman, leave ~riddle~ in the ~bark~ dripping with ~sap~
" liberate
fiery red and watery blue, merge otherworldly
violet, come down here and rim me at the horizon,
coming white fleecy clouds, put it into me, swallow
up my
~space~"
These colors captured me Sage...and are a blessing from the one who can create them...Your poetry is so alive and audibly leaps off the page.
Taylor
Reviewed by Butch Howard (Reader)
Reviewed on April 16, 2007
Whew! This is deliciously moving to the imagination and to the spirit! Fine writing!
~Butch
the want is intense in this one Sage - a little humour and a fun sound too - i like this one a lot - hot pagan dominatrix with tickling soft streamers - all Woman Sage - *books flight* :D Nicky x
these ragged pieces of cloth are
the most restraining emotions
... says it all for me, Sage... It's always the teensy tiny bits that contain the biggest emotional gushes for certain sure. Between you above and Jena below, there's not much material left on me to chafe!! :)) Positively dripping. TY Kate xx
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fiery red and watery blue, merge otherworldly
violet, come down here and rim me at the horizon,
coming white fleecy clouds, put it into me, swallow
up my
~space~"
These colors captured me Sage...and are a blessing from the one who can create them...Your poetry is so alive and audibly leaps off the page.
Taylor
~Butch
~riddle~
in the
~bark~
Such a brilliant line among others Sage.
the most restraining emotions
... says it all for me, Sage... It's always the teensy tiny bits that contain the biggest emotional gushes for certain sure. Between you above and Jena below, there's not much material left on me to chafe!! :)) Positively dripping. TY Kate xx
Brett
Elizabeth
Regis
Always a tread in the waters on the deep end of the pool.
Loved it. ~D.