Valentine? Pseudo..

Roses galore, petals kiss your thirst and mountains spit collages of serene kiosk… At a time of penchant vows, I courageously demean the dawn to caress and make love. Very, astonishingly, brave, mild, grizzly moan and fetish desires engulf paradigm. I, fake, not to diminish but to flourish with pretentious glory. Ah, my pittance ofContinue reading “Valentine? Pseudo..”