| Author | Message | ||
     N'rituall Rating: N/A |
Damn Girl, I am so whipped by you {cream} that I smoke your words like the last bit of rock that I found in the cracks of my s/o/u/l/. My pipe holds the residue, (cough) of what I see in you, and your smoke puts my world on h/o/l/d/. | ||
| Cynique Rating: N/A |
Damn, N'rituall, that's a cool poem. What woman wouldn't love to be rhapsodized in such pungent imagery. | ||
| ABM Rating: N/A |
That is tight, N'rituall. I gottah give you your propers on that 1, playa. I betchu pull a lottah artsy chicks with that kinda dealin'. Don'tcha? |
