All Aboard Comments

While asleep, sighted in huge fields, candy corn, sweets to eat, by feats prepared by work beats, bending a breeze, buds, emerging scents out, smelling these bounties of meats.

This stream of dark flowing chocolate, waiting in boats' Milk Duds, having fears of being late hoping, shedding drop tears, found, for years each, a chosen lifetime love wanted mate.
...
Read full text