An erotic story line poem about my fun, my sadness, and my passion for Lush.
Sitting here again, just watching, remembering the fun I've dared, The friendships, the secrets, so many Lush lovers that I've shared. The wonderful crying laughter, a truly euphoric orgasm, Pillow talk the morning after, as I quietly think of them. Wondering and not knowing why, it's so beautiful in late fall, As I sit here and I try, to understand the excitement of it all. Remembering the...Read On