Good point Rev. But pls add that it shouldn’t serve going to Samaria to worship. Where can wives find your real solace. Could also be lousy approach to problem solving in relationships- marriage. Pls preach enunciation- cl ... read full comment
Good point Rev. But pls add that it shouldn’t serve going to Samaria to worship. Where can wives find your real solace. Could also be lousy approach to problem solving in relationships- marriage. Pls preach enunciation- clear talking and listening.
Kwame 2 months ago
Up to date when see ketsi, a straw that is use to make all sorts of mat, I remember my mother coming from the river where ketsi was cultivated and dried, but what is implanted in my mind is I running to welcome her from the r ... read full comment
Up to date when see ketsi, a straw that is use to make all sorts of mat, I remember my mother coming from the river where ketsi was cultivated and dried, but what is implanted in my mind is I running to welcome her from the riverside.
She will raise me up, put me on he chest, take a stool, remove her breast from her dress, first suck it herself then put it into my mouth.
Thus for me a mother's breast is not only for feeding yourself with breast milk, but also recollect all events that took place in the house whiles your mother was away cutting ketsi.
Thus I find peace of mind whiles resting my head on the breast of my wife.
I become a child and remain so, so long as my head is on the breast of my woman.
In that condition I see not just a woman in my woman, but a mother.
Wasteman 2 months ago
CHAIII ITS SWEET OOO…AND HER HEART WILL BE BEATING LIKE KULUN KULUN KULUN INTO YOUR EARS!!!
CHAIII ITS SWEET OOO…AND HER HEART WILL BE BEATING LIKE KULUN KULUN KULUN INTO YOUR EARS!!!
Good point Rev. But pls add that it shouldn’t serve going to Samaria to worship. Where can wives find your real solace. Could also be lousy approach to problem solving in relationships- marriage. Pls preach enunciation- cl ...
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Up to date when see ketsi, a straw that is use to make all sorts of mat, I remember my mother coming from the river where ketsi was cultivated and dried, but what is implanted in my mind is I running to welcome her from the r ...
read full comment
CHAIII ITS SWEET OOO…AND HER HEART WILL BE BEATING LIKE KULUN KULUN KULUN INTO YOUR EARS!!!