Happy hump day writers. Have a productive and fun one. #vss365 #haiku
She is friend and foe
Blue #jade solitude freedom
Of cruel mistress
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Good morning #vss365 #haiku. Have a great day poets all.
The silent service
Slip unseen the #undersea
The surface will ne'er know
Morning all. Happy start to the week #vss365 #haiku
Sublime #trickery
Eyes flicker innuendo
Daring responding
And you too beautiful
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Now thats a better view. Finally...
Perfect option for a weekend
Happy Sunday everyone. Sun is out and its a good day to sail. Yeah. #vss365 #haiku
Placed where she should be
Pantheon #investiture
Goddess takes her seat
The best ones.
Work done so let the weekend begin. #vss365 #haiku
Fleeting and fragile
Ephemeral like #seafoam
Delicate kisses
Gone, but what a way to go
Friday! Yeah. Happy end of the week. #vss365 #haiku
Subtlety at work
Simple gentle touch is all
#hammer home the point
Pleasure m'lady
To be honest, think you could pin anything, but the full body ones, clothed or not, are always my favourite
Cute!
Good morning all. Have a wonderful Thursday. #vss365 #haiku
Passed through simple glance
Unspoken #word cross ether
Soul language love
That is so so true. ๐
Its a grand age to be isn't it
Hump day.... already. Have a good and fun time. #vss365 #haiku
The eternal tie
Bound tight around heart and mind
Golden emdless #loop
Or rather priceless
Happy Tuesday everyone. ##vss365 #haiku
Composed from feeling
Woven #letters of deep pain
Freed upon the page
@milfsofia71 showing off - again - her succulent 50-something #tits, #areolas and teasingly hard #nipples. Imagine a titwank with me...
I may be in my 50s, but let's be honest, if you owned tits like these, you'd show them off too.
#TittyTuesday
#Over50andFabulous
Please do #repost for me ๐
Stunning as always. Xxx
Love it. Makes me thirsty
Its a lovely look too.
Happy Monday everyone. #vss365 #haiku
Steady seeping flow
Permeates every unclaimed space
Love's #water irrigates
Thursday joys to you all. #vss365 #haiku
Ensnared by desire
Lust built #pen encases sense
A cell of longing
All there to be grasped.
Way things are going its bound to come
So glad to be of that age that knew innocence, and now the freedom to be