“Turn, turn , turn”

Turn, turn, turn The old poet sang a lullaby. A sensual woman whispered to him once. “Come live with me and be my lover. I will be your salvation and you will be my rock to keep me steady.” Beautiful lady ambushed his heart and he learned her appetite for the kisses and the embrace. […]

via “Turn, turn , turn” — johncoyote

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