he’d not been in search of a muse
but she had seeped into every pore of his sensual consciousness
that the nectar from betwixt her thighs
permeated every drop of ink
that flowed from his raw blushing pen
...DIVING FOR PEARLS
...DIVING FOR PEARLS
he’d not been in search of a muse
but she had seeped into every pore of his sensual consciousness
that the nectar from betwixt her thighs
permeated every drop of ink
that flowed from his raw blushing pen