BMF's Urban Hang Suite

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I was just curious if you saw one up close and personal.. lol... :D




I've a pair of those!!!!!!! black ones with little pink hearts on the very top and little pink patch on my heel!!!!!!

So cute. I think I took a picture wearing them one day.

3 words...communal gym showers.....YUCK!!!!:mad:

AND...I'm gonna need picture proof. Today.
 
The theory of 6 degrees of separation definitely applies to how I found this thread. *chuckle* In any case, here are a couple of my works. Hope you enjoy.

Gunfight

Blazing guns leave smoking trails in the air, while blood flows thick and rich and red across the sands of time, tinting every copper grain a ruddy crimson making even dunes appear as flames and pyres. And as I holster both my pistols, I turn my back on who I've claimed as just my most recent victim. Working up the courage to look over my shoulder, I see there is no corpse, no sign of a winning duel, but just a river of carmine droplets pouring toward the horizon to mingle with the last remnants of the sunset...And I set my gaze on my own horizon I walk on, with a small smile, for I know that what I thought was a victim put down in his prime was really an angel being sent home....

Every Inch

Chilling fingertips
Running down your spine
I want to feel your body
Every inch and every line
Trailing with my lips
Along your hips and up your thighs
I want to taste your body
Savor every moan and sigh...

From your forehead to your ankle
Every curve and every angle
Exploring 'til I find your molten core
From nape of neck to navel
Every scent and every flavor
Teasing, pleasing as I hear you beg for more...

I want to feel your body
Every inch and every line
I want to taste your body
Savor every moan and sigh
Every curve and every angle
With your body be entangled
Every flavor, every scent
Until we both are spent
Nothing left but heavy breath
The rhythmic rise and fall
Of your head upon my chest...
 
The theory of 6 degrees of separation definitely applies to how I found this thread. *chuckle* In any case, here are a couple of my works. Hope you enjoy.

Gunfight

Blazing guns leave smoking trails in the air, while blood flows thick and rich and red across the sands of time, tinting every copper grain a ruddy crimson making even dunes appear as flames and pyres. And as I holster both my pistols, I turn my back on who I've claimed as just my most recent victim. Working up the courage to look over my shoulder, I see there is no corpse, no sign of a winning duel, but just a river of carmine droplets pouring toward the horizon to mingle with the last remnants of the sunset...And I set my gaze on my own horizon I walk on, with a small smile, for I know that what I thought was a victim put down in his prime was really an angel being sent home....

Every Inch

Chilling fingertips
Running down your spine
I want to feel your body
Every inch and every line
Trailing with my lips
Along your hips and up your thighs
I want to taste your body
Savor every moan and sigh...

From your forehead to your ankle
Every curve and every angle
Exploring 'til I find your molten core
From nape of neck to navel
Every scent and every flavor
Teasing, pleasing as I hear you beg for more...

I want to feel your body
Every inch and every line
I want to taste your body
Savor every moan and sigh
Every curve and every angle
With your body be entangled
Every flavor, every scent
Until we both are spent
Nothing left but heavy breath
The rhythmic rise and fall
Of your head upon my chest...

nice! Welcome to the madness!
 
sorry about that. apparently you can't simply upload a file from you iphone. I converted them to mp3's. Hopefully you can hear them now.
 
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