I have a recurring dream where my grandfather appears before me. Deaf to his voice I read his lips and all I can make out is: "The moody moon's wand courts the red sea!" Then I wake up. I've come...

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[tabby title="Poet Bio"] her  voice a whisper her tears a stream her laughter a chuckle and her heart a Lilly beauty in death. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Gill is a 16 year old girl living in a village just outside of...

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[tabby title="Poet Bio"] one sudden saturday, when the verdant sky had its translucent light god woke, aroused, groggy from creation and craving the luscious feel of masculine touches he creates, in his own image, for his sexual orgies a man,...