three little words spoken in repeat whispered, grunted, twirling with a serenade that meets the sweet caress of satin on skin and whimsy-coated fingertips.
serious – Stories by Noelle
you can find the written poem on my blog. links to other social platforms here. — This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app — Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/storiesbynoelle/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/storiesbynoelle/support