Quarantine Poetry #2.

In the grey matter lies the real truth not in the black or white of things. The shadows allow us to be something else; the lights off, naked, it allows for relax. Conversation gets us deeper into the way we do our own things. What takes place behind closed doors should be the Las Vegas creed. What we do is not for the public to know. Discretions are paramount for lovers to grow, play and enjoy each other’s company. Let us be quiet about and just climb into bed; Hi gorgeous join me please!

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