A LOVER'S CHARM.PART 4

In their nip and tuck,blazes the two trojan horses,eyeballs to eyeballs,still adamantine,hardly his nibble content her nitty gritty.At crispy fugacity,she stamps on ground her noveletish feet like a novella to stump her dithering posture.Still in the numb of primrose,those nuances overflow their bank and sallow prevision knoweth he that quids goddess of love numbs her reciprocate.His oblique perversion wanton to toy obstinately boor him with obloquy." Touch but not with a barge pole or a tenthfootpole my distance and i will strike who dare grant you lever to make entreaties to love?Is thine own eyes hazy and defiled whereon obstinacy as choking recalcitrant heels choke the pleading tongue?Where i'll be far away in the summer thou shalt therein be strangulated with dementia"she holds her breath to pace away in a huff.Ogreish offstreet lurks in his ogle,thus the promenade not set offstage mongering her gait that barely the goddess of brawn and brawl.By this perspiration,as if like a genetic durress harrangued,