Post by lyrikk on Dec 24, 2005 16:49:28 GMT -4
Femme danced onto the lands,not a bronc in sight,hopes where high for a bronc to come and claim her.In her mind she had seen the handsome bronc a dearest femme had told her about,yet she hadnt seen this bronc not once.Moon washed hyde glissemed as never before seen,auds swiveled 'top her dome.Appendages moved her quickly to the center of the plains,where not one obstical had stood,an easy to see femme stood lone,awaiting.Cerebrum tossed lightly as she slowed and stood,blades held her firm pon the loam.Dreads swayed at her serepentine,whipcord slashed at her hocks.Blue orbs searched the plains.
i stand lone
She stood,feeling now,hopeless since she had stood there for a little while,awaiting that one bronc to come and sweep her away.Ahh,with summer brought her heat,the tempting heat that most broncs couldnt resist,and yet some could.
will post more later!
i stand lone
She stood,feeling now,hopeless since she had stood there for a little while,awaiting that one bronc to come and sweep her away.Ahh,with summer brought her heat,the tempting heat that most broncs couldnt resist,and yet some could.
will post more later!