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4 comments:

temporal rooms said...

i love it!
Rodin would call it the "Exposed Thinker". i smile.

~robert

Nadja said...

:-))
Yes, you can almost hear the brain cells creaking from working so hard, too, isn't it?
Thank you very much, Robert!
Glad you love it, I'm still trying to...
:-))
XXX

D.L. Wood said...

I was hoping you would post one more with those stockings.

****Stockings****

Thigh High - Thigh High
Roll them up - Roll them down
Raise those toes to the sky
Wear a smile like a clown

Thigh High - Thigh High
Roll them up - Roll them down
Enter with an exhaled sigh
Rhythm regular but about to go to town

Thigh High - Thigh High
Roll them up - Roll them down
Feelings getting way too high
Tingles starting all around

Thigh High - Thigh High
Roll them up - Roll them down
Push pull, push pull, grab a thigh
A sheen of sweat on skin is found

Thigh High - Thigh High
Roll them up - Roll them down
Muscles tense, heart races, voice cries
Pulse after pulse homeward bound

Thigh High - Thigh High
Roll them up - Roll them down
Eyes flutter, skin hot enough to fry
Shooting little swimmers out to drown

Thigh High - Thigh High
Roll them up - Roll them down
Take deep breaths as feeling goes by
Room now quiet of prior slapping sounds

Thigh High - Thigh High
Roll them up - Roll them down
Last push in, slow pull out, feeling a little sly
Looks down as a trace drips from the crown

Thigh High - Thigh High
Roll them up - Roll them down
Sipping now a taste of water and rye
Looking to the other and finds no frown

D.L. Wood

Nadja said...

I still have a couple more I want to place here.
I'm in doubt about one of them, But I think that maybe you'll like it, and since you ask so nicely...
:-))
I sure hope you keep this writings of yours, D.L. Wood, you really should put them on a blog or something.
I love them, beautiful!
Thank you very much, D.L.!
XXX