Ivory Dreams The art sometimes revolted his home, how his sex was an ivory wonder. It did want to move to take a form of human. Nature forbid it to be alive. Flesh would admit they embraced, fingers would bruise rings around its fingers necklaces dressed the image. Pillows were its breast for hardness, warm […]
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