Tristan Robert Lange

Adoration\'s Eyes

My eyes looking down at my love,

Her loving gaze meeting mine—

Such innocence and warm desire—

My eyes looking at my lover

With electrifying tingles.

My darling’s arms around me—

Pure innocence and hot desire—

My eyes gazing at my lover

As her hands caress my neck.

Pins, needles and tingles with

My flower’s arms around me,

My eyes study my lover’s

Sexy and supple, hot desire

As her fingers trace my neck.

With both hands on two tight ropes—

Titillating tingles as

My flower’s arms embrace me—

My eyes worship her lovely,

Curvaceous, supple, hot desire

As her fingers soothe my neck.

Green garden surrounds our swing—

Both hands firmly on its tight ropes—

Exhilarating tingles

From my love’s hugging embrace

And her sexy, supple desire—

Her fingers massaging my neck—

While my eyes are adoration.

Golden light streams down through green,

Tall trees surrounding our swing.

Electric, teasing tingles

From my dear’s sensual embrace

And her soft, supple breasts—

Her two hands gripping my neck—

While my adoration eyes

Meet her deep and loving gaze.

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