Write a blurb about something you love but don’t say what it is until the end. Keep your audience guessing until you finally reveal what it was that you were talking about!

The air is thick and drenched in heat.

I have been watching her for hours,

lying there,

waiting for my touch,

but I have restrained.
I have wanted her for so long,

and every minute grows hotter.

I sit, sweat glittering across my brow,

weaving down my chest,

and I look at her,

beautiful and enticing.
All at once, I cannot hesitate or hold back. 

I come to her.
She lay still,

beckoning my lightest touch. 

Slowly,

I caress her curves,

taking in the smooth feel of her skin.

Now is the moment. 

I open her up,

and before me,

pink flesh

fragrant with her own perfume.

I admire this moment without action and then,

I touch.

She is wet with tantalizing juices,

and I take her into my hands to taste.

She is sweet and everything I had wanted.

I can no longer control myself as I dig into her

luscious, delicate skin and pinked flesh. 

Her juices drip down my chin. 

I dig;

I probe;

I bite into her uncontrollably. 

Then, she is done.

The satisfaction I feel is beyond compare.
Yes, I love watermelon on a hot summer day.

Sexy beyond belief.
Though not tall; not cut; not hirsute.  
Think 5 foot, 9 inches of intellect, literary brilliance, and a voice that Shakespeare would approve of.
“Tea.  Earl Gray.  Hot.”
Answer:
ʇɹɐʍǝʇs ʞɔıɹʇɐd

Quiet. Time by myself to think. 
Fun. Down hills and around bends. 
Tiring. My daily bit of exercise. 
Cheap. A way to save money. 
Sustainable. Honestly, I don’t care that much about that. 
What is it? 
I love riding my bike.

Candles Burn Out
Two silver hands rising from the lake

of wood, fingers lightly clasping

the tapered arms reaching like the aspen

trees in fall, the way their leaves shake
alive with light, forest dancers blazing–

or miniature suns, or passionflowers

incandescent as the stars and trembling,

waiting for the match, those lucent hours.
They say you and I are melting wax–

our lives have leapt and flared, but in the end

only Love, that Light, will stay intact

as we blow out like candles in the wind.

Here is my blurb.
It was invented by Jim Groom with Mickey ears on his head and it has lots of True Friends.

It has GIFs and a radio and a Daily Create and Assignment Bank and a web feed of all the peoples.

Not just Jim Groom did ones of it, but also other True Friends like @mbransons and @mburtis and @cogdog and @scottlo and @phb256 and other peoples too.

There was a Dr. Oblivion one and a Magic Camp McGuffin one, and a Twilight Zone one, and a Get to Work one, and a Hard Boiled one (maybe, I think), and a Wired one, plus other ones. Next there will be a Black & White one called Noir106.
Do you know what it is?

(That last one of it gave you a little hint. Look closely!)
You STILL don’t know? Here is your final clue….
It is all about Making Art!!!!!
OK. You can scroll down to see the answer.
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It is called DS106, silly! and it is the thing that I love!

It has my True Friends in it!!