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Texas DrawlA Poem by roarkeOne hot Texas afternoon. |
PlayA Poem by Laura KatePlay me.I'm the guitar youtrace your fingers throughI feel you in my hollowed corevibrating through meand I want to singthe sweetest songso that you'l.. |
Key's CaressA Poem by Laura KateYour handsthe making of magic.How I long for you to care for methe way you care for your keys,for you to flow life to methrough your veinsthe way it g.. |
CHOWCHOW'S SUDDEN SNEEZEA Chapter by Peter RogersonAfter a storm they have a surprise... |
I work in the GreensA Poem by softiesongbirdMostly for an assignment for EcoArt, I was planting some things in our garden and the feelings washed over |
Summer in the CityA Poem by Dripping Chocolate Madnes..It's frigging gross out today |
SmokeA Poem by Michael R. BurchThe Origins of SmokeSmokeby Michael R. BurchThe hazy, smoke-filled skies of summer I remember well;farewell was on my mind, and the thoughts that I ca.. |
Inferno Festival FlopA Story by S. G. KellerIn which the band is at an outdoor festival that appears to be a little less than legitimate, and the extreme temperatures are affecting some of the g.. |
it's getting too hot to thinkA Poem by Daniel AtkinsonI crave a frantic heart I step into footprints like familiar shoeswind flicks a dead leaf, old paint curledI don’t know the what and I’m f.. |
Tropical heatA Poem by NebulaIn tropical heat.My body is sweating with desire.The gardener is so sexy.I want someone to rip my bikini off and f**k me by the pool.I want the garden.. |
Heat Cost Allocator Market: Fastest Growth, Demand..A Story by Trisha KumariThe Global Heat Cost Allocator Market Report reveals forecast for the period 2020-2027 based on the historical data and market trends. |
I knelt as if in prayerA Poem by Daniel Atkinsonmy tire went bust todayI changed it there on the hot bank of the highway rumble of passing steel rampant clouds of exhaust the sun laid into me with e.. |
Contrast of good and evilA Poem by Gideon X. A. ElsonThere is in fact no good without evil, life and death, Beauty and destruction, love and hate. One alone can not exist, let alone be reckoned by logic .. |
The Owl uses a Cat to Explain Levitation.A Poem by Ken Simm.An older one apropos and rewritten. |
HUMIDITYA Story by R J FullerHow humid is it outside? Excruciatingly? How humid can it get? How humid can it be? |