a couple of stealing glances over a cup to make good of just another lonely drop. a clean well-lighted place to cheer you up packed with the lonely over the top. a well-respected apron-wearing slut arranges for the particles to slow-slip through a not so very slippery matter but the real aficionado's always hip and trendy with his fake jet-set tattoo chagrin we all know where it's at a gesture no you know he's thinking of the loo there to bury his forthcomings like a cat.
random-picked and for a very short spell dormant are the elements we are made up of. no word exists the way we spell it to sell the raw & ready images of Eden. In the afterhours of love
2 октября 2021 г.
In the afterhours
© Copyright: Андрей Тюков, 2021
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