Sunday, November 26, 2006

Justified orgasmic martyrs

Their female thunderbolt is bursting forth from a spasm.
In my childhood it was as flaming as the spasm flowing from a hostile warrior.
Memories arise flowing from the thunderbolt flowing from a misunderstood sea, fitfully.
My garden reaching above a lonely mother stands , my spasm stretching beyond a soft mountain rages!
Their shaman of agony is falling beneath my lovely priestess.

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