missdisfigured

So much skin of yours I can see, so much more I cannot.

Your wings are almost unfurled, ready to soar,
what flights of fancy have you in store?
Sweat trickling low, passing from view,
what acts of dalliance should I now do?
SIt and wait, be a good boy,
or press my advantage and break out the toys?

Sorry, love, I am in _that_ sort of mood this evening. My mind is wandering and pictures of your backside don't help the situation any.

+wf+

KROQ is the station I listen to but I am not going to the Inland Invasion. You will have a great time!