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Jezebel is a poem of unbridled sensuality, so please cover your shell like ears if you are easily embarrassed. For the more experienced, I suggest that you turn on the TV set in your head and listen carefully to every suggestive syllable. Please be advised that the author will not be surprised if you feel […]

As I die, if there is a light glowing, in that dark I will walk towards it; feel its warmth on my face and embrace the pure sense of summer. Not raw, searing desert heat or the brightness of a prairie winter’s day but that gentle heat, the heat of friendship, of joy, of delight, […]