Treasure Posted byCassandraApril 14, 2017April 14, 2017Posted inpoems, poetry, writingTags:love, sex The path of my kisses like the winding trail on a treasure map — ending where X marks the spot. Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Published by Cassandra Writer and visual artist. Avid reader, cuddle bunny. Sweetie, I'd love to. View more posts
