As she walks into the Italian night, she glaces back, the taste of Jasmine gelatos still dancing upon her tongue, and purrs at t
As she walks into the Italian night, she glaces back, the taste of Jasmine gelatos still dancing upon her tongue, and purrs at t

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As she walks into the Italian night, she glaces back, the taste of Jasmine gelatos still dancing upon her tongue, and purrs at temptation untouched.

© 2010 by Duane Kirby Jensen, 5 x 7, ink on Claybord

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