About me
I love breakfast. I used to be macroneurotic but now I'm just a food slut. and here's a poem... The Mango … is anything but innocent. it beckons with it’s fullness, it’s soft golden belly, glowing from within it says... sink your teeth into my plump flesh, suckle on my gorgeous ripe lushness… feel the sweet juices trickle down your chin revel in the rapture of my glowing roundness and feel the warmth enter in.