RISQUE IMAGES OF CARELESS CREATURES

wake_n_bake_LoveTrips™

We are the lost ones. We found the break in the fence and we escaped. I was never the herding type and He became a pro a swimming upstream      long before he knew of my existence. We are the raw fruit in a kitchen filled with canned goods.           He is my shepherd in the night and I am his by day—‘fore I found no shame in my nudity, and He’d sworn his allegiance

to a  GθD who has no name.

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