how Blu loves 1...
blues trickling down, sliding from her grasp
purple painted plastic on her face
girdle covered her base
out into tha bluest night
below the trash deep into treasure
she shared pleasure...are u pleased sir?
No. 2,
lightly she lost herself in pain
printed lips on the window
her hipNOticism began again
rotated faces, being in a made-up state
her fantasy is freedom b/c her life is trapped...
purple smeared
lady love dips into gin
loose legs has her drowning again!
