help me overcome myself
reach inside
pull me out
let me run my fingers
down your throat
I want to fall
into the magic of your eyes
while I ride you
into oblivion
tara caribou | ©️2018
help me overcome myself
reach inside
pull me out
let me run my fingers
down your throat
I want to fall
into the magic of your eyes
while I ride you
into oblivion
tara caribou | ©️2018
Cultivating Gratitude and Sharing Joy
Sin is the grey area we all live in, but don't talk about.
the literary asylum
Parting ways with the sun, in the ascension
Poetry and words
words to inspire and empower
Opera of love, hope and envy
Read my mind
Made on Mars.
To make you smile
Sleepless nights: A chance to write your own dreams.
A Colorado Poet
Don`t let anybody make you cruel
Personal Views and Experience of the Universe
Transitionalzen & Conditional Juggling
Phillip's latest reveries
It's another story.
"I have loved the stars too fondly, to be fearful of the night."
The I-Am-J Project
Catching the otherworldly blues, releasing the inky thoughts
Fantasy Writer, Geek, Bibliophile.
Contemporary Writings by Nathan AM Smith
naughty and delicious by nature
Poetry and Thoughts from the Edge
A World Full Of Chaos.
(...and some I have)
Contemplations From A Black Star Citizen.
The creative writing of Evan Ramos
I’d buy that for a dollar 💵
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Just a dollar??! LOL
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My talk is a lot cheaper than my actual generosity or appreciation.
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Hahaha! Best answer possible!
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Thank you [sincerely]
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Different and rather mystical.
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Thanks Wayne.
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You. Bewitch. Me. Lady.
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Believe me when I say the feeling is quite mutual.
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love
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I’m so glad Joe!
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