Don't judge a book by it's cover: A Special Kind of Euphoria - Moist Quivering- "Ooh's" and "Aah's," Along with Grunts and Groans - Erogenous Zones. RESERVED only for my PAPI , whom I Will Adore Forever! "My legs are NOT like coco-butter: brown, smooth and easy to spread!"
Artistic inspiration: Adina Howard's song entitled,
"Tee-shirt & Panties". Photographed by asexual lipstix lesbian, cropping by me, filtering by choice, enhanced mood by Jack Daniels and viewed by thousands of voyeurs - such as yourself.
"Oh, but you're so eloquent. "
Translation: Most of your race can't speak like "productive civilians," so you are a rare specimen.
My eulogy would be announced as follow:
"Akee was gentle. She spoke soft & walked even softer. But, the words that she spoke were always heard. She never closed the doors in the opinions & ideas of others, but opened the flood gate to a genre of discussions & thoughts. She was maybe one of the most thoughtful people I've ever met, in that, she never really thought she knew it all, but admitted she didn't. The way she was in touch w/ the innate nature of our being made me happy. She looked not at this 'world' for material things, but at this 'world' for the preservation of ourselves and our environment and our culture. I could never put into words what sometimes she said best, but if you ever had the pleasure of really knowing her you'd understand the feeling."
- Meacie Fairfax
Murmurs, Muses, and Mumbles
I'm working right now, so I miss not having lots of time to kick rocks and think about rock kicking. I can't think of anything really fascinating to say. Write me back with something cool to say and we can start a witty dialogue full of epigrams, alliterations, and metaphors. After that we will move on to stuff like analogies and heartfelt melodramatic poetry.
