Strings of weaved golden hair, and silver, emerald true.
Colors of the universe, brilliant in its light and immaculate in its hue.
Dawn hides and caresses your naked long neck.
As my lips and my hands slowly regress.
And delivers a kiss to your soft red repose.
My garden in heaven my angelic pink rose.
I lean and I press, my heart unto quaint,
Deep, deep, and deeper, as the devils lust takes.
Down farther we go. Body and mind.
Fantasies come, here we abide.
Take me every where bare there is a silent dim room.
Take me there now, take me there soon.
My lillie, my butterfly, my silver orange moon.
This is the night, shadows will glow,
The darkness will lure, time stops and it slows.
Until the blue light, tells morning to come.
We’ll breath heavey in love, till.our midnight moons done.
And the skirt on your hip, lies gently on wood,
On the floor where our clothes, torn off where we stood.
Sweat, lust, and ache, quenched till the dawn.
My beautiful beauty, oh what a song.
My beautiful beauty, heavenly one.
Midnight till dawn, together become.
With all of that said, at first light of day.
I lick your pink toungue, and lips but all pure
We dress and we calm, what a sexual stir
This night is here, and will be of many.
My heartbeat, my angel, my love, all and any.
© 11 days ago