Coffee, thigh high boots, or caramel creams the hue will never be more appealing to anyone else. A familiar mania accompanied by a sweat and discrete demeanor. No righteous fruit, neither jewel of the crown tantalize our expectation of carnal bliss like caramel creams and coffee. I’ve seen many souls bound to candy shops , but before all those thong and g-string wearers had appeal, Caramel Creams were the only caramel delights in that hue. I’d get smothered in any caramel product thinking of nothing other than never-ceasing the enjoy of it. For thee and mine qualities admired, I dare tan myself so you receive amusement. Of your selfsame appeal I dare persuade the mania to persist in the collective.
For all the Bloggers I love; I posted this feeling fun, and hoping you at least smile.
Gregory Garland
Memoirs Of The Ordinary 
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