Sitting on the train,
Next to a guy. His legs are
Spread, his knee on mine.
*
Funny how women
Are told to close their legs, while
Men sit spread eagle.
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Jaye Ruggiero-Cash
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Hall of mirrors
Things used to matter, before all the noise. And at that time when things still had meaning, there had been dreaming too, when dreams still mattered. And the brightest dream from those times was full of mountains and seas and smiles and the types of passion that absorbs you the way a dog is absorbed by witnessing something for the first time: with absolute presence, and awe.
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Lol, it's just so ridiculous! Loved your Senryus!
An obvious problem with no solution... Oh well...
Great duo! 🤣 This is true, but things can get pretty hot down there so this is a way of cooling the um ‘area’ down! Many people take it too far though and it edges into ‘power posing’!
So true