High of wing he glides
Before long another osprey is born … As I make my way to the shed out back I hear them
Read moreBefore long another osprey is born … As I make my way to the shed out back I hear them
Read moreHere upon a sun filled ledge, my legs dangling over the abyss, horizon so far yet as crystal as the
Read moreSexual High… Excruciating that final moment of release, a sensory frenzy escaping seed, and life flows like a torrent possessed,
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