A dose of fetish. Good friends. An incomparable muse.

Her winter green smile disturbed the words in my head I remember the pledge we made To stay longer, greedily Enjoying each other, the forest Hid all trace of us High on love, hidden by mother nature The stone in my shoe reminding me She isn’t real… ©AnitaDawes2022
Oh, why does something always have to bring us back to earth? That pesky stone in the shoe. I enjoyed reading this.
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