His lines bold neon,
mine delicate lace. Who will
be our teacher’s pet?
~Zader
Knife blade in moonlight, Stink of fear on ocean breeze, Uncle, are you there? ~Zader
Now I’d rather be sliding down a waterfall, no cactus landing. ~Char Siu
A bikini smiles sunlight on golden tan, the whispered promise sure. ~Jay
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