Treasure Island

Keith Michael

(new brunswick, new jersey)

cliammte innuendo

Our legs intertwine and fold over one another like vines climbing a lattice. taken up in a whirlwind of love and sensuality. let the night be our guide, our hands diving and coming up again, finding out about each other, hair dancing wildly and an eruption of emotion

Submitted: Saturday, November 17, 2012

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