These people contemplating everything and at rapid-eye pace

Lean in and hasten to add a dash of multicolour enthusiasm, they seem to be heavenly blessed minus all of this ethereal shit – be creative only minus these cliché flaws n all that supposed shit
What if they simply doth to dip a toe, propose to suppose a delightful way on out of under beneath

Ask anything else but how on earth they did it – it’s simply right here right now

She smiles and kisses his settled lips, disinterested in anything else but for… This raspberry cocktail shaker

His eyes bounce back jawdroppingly, resoundingly amidst – these unforgettably tantalised Spanish/Brazilian pretty little hips

Of all too knowing hers

The mix is God almighty and he’s fighting to peg the tent in his pants back down… he goes.. where nobody’s been