by Brian McCloskey
A shoulderful of hair blown by the wind. Your desire is nothing to me. I am like the queen of a rainy country. Ladies wear hose in church if nowhere else. I hope a boulder wears it now, that star. Many women will be leaving their skirts in their closets and just wearing tights. That makes me shiny. Where do I go for a good garter belt? She shakes her blossoms when my waters clear. Loving brainy sexual energetic redeemed. This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment. My business attire is a pair of tights. After watching so many black tights, it's very nice to watch white ones. A man can't hide behind skirts forever. I grew up with women wearing pantyhose and I just think they look great in them. Printed by the weird sisters in the year of the big wind. The figures whitened in his mind unsolved. This dress could be the best thing that ever happened to her. Beauty: it curves: curves are beauty. This was no flounder factory. Thresholds are of the utmost importance. Ten years ago, I followed a lizard. We all love to wear pantyhose. When caressing a woman's breast. The moon has harlot moods. The sky keeps being blue. What is the parallax of the subsolar ecliptic of Aldebaran? Thick tights, layered over voluminous sleeves. At least he would be in safe hands and as warm as a toast on a trivet. Its democratic equality and constancy to its nature in seeking its own level.