butters
High on a Hill
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you quoted before I had the chance to change my spelling
Save that one for sure
i edited it before i quoted - ah metaphorotic. lemme see if i can fix
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you quoted before I had the chance to change my spelling
Save that one for sure
i edited it before i quoted - ah metaphorotic. lemme see if i can fix
I'm sure you can; you've got that quick hand
slippin' 'cross your qwerty,
pushin' buttons here n there
I've been kb'd
ok, this thread's about to be closed. a new one will be on the cards. it was nice writing with you all here.
love butters![]()
..ok, this thread's about to be closed. a new one will be on the cards.
it was nice writing with you all here.
love butters![]()

SORRY! my bad - posts over 5000, so this one's ok
yeah, we both screwed up*Falls on floor, convulses*

yeah, we both screwed up
oh, wait - that's not an epileptic fit is it? only i should remove any possible hazards and make you as comfortable as possible....![]()
*shrugs* you can so pull the look off*Wakes up naked w/ear muffs*

5:18 return to dream.........................A4:51 the words begun
Locked eyes through the aether
all needs be said is there, gazing back
wordless communication that speaks
in silent truth our witchery begun
how you bespell me with a glance
what eyes she holds are these
I call
see me as I see thee
I see the answer on your lips
a smile meant just for me
.........................................................A
5:02 I'm not quite through
....listening, enchanted
he sweat all dayI heard a line from a movie today
"Love is friendship on fire."
..he sweat all day
chopping the wood
splitting the logs
she swept the chimney
blackened the grate
laid kindling and filled the scuttle
when winter came
the fire burned
and burned

..
Ohh!![]()

he sweat all day
chopping the wood
splitting the logs
she swept the chimney
blackened the grate
laid kindling and filled the scuttle
when winter came
the fire burned
and burned
there was...There was a he shaped hole in her morning,
a vacant spot beside her,
abandoned dimple on pillow,
dried semen on thighs.
She rolled toward the window,
looked out on her overcast grey day,
waiting for him to return to her sighs,
fill all the empty spots he'd left

glad you liked it!I'm with Harry on this one!
Well, not with Harry. That would get kinky.