With the fragrance of honeysuckle on the morning breeze
Your scent quietly awakens the intimate desires within me
Gentle Reminders
I often look into your eyes so I can find you in my dreams
Taking your hand and walking with you out near the sea
Listening to every word whispered beneath your breath
Reminds me of the warm winds that gently lift your dress
Somehow the day lingers into night and the stars appear
And that is when I notice the smile that draws me near
Beneath the moon your silhouette captivates my heart
But the night is yet still young; this is just the start
I sometimes wonder if the words I write
Are worth the slumber I miss late at night
I often question the reality of yesterday
Obscured by the mere existence of today
But yet I sit and quietly wait for tomorrow
Never quite understanding my own sorrow
Perhaps your silence clouds my thoughts
Blurring the memories I still try to unlock
There comes a time when nothing matters
Yet I struggle to repress this mindless chatter
I never know when you will be bound by time
Or if the light simply shines to confound the wise
I think i can’t stand much teeth. But the thrill and dare to ask for them and trust a sexy mouth to use them on me turns me so on.
So i love the dare letting a woman that likes to use teeth go down on me *nibble*
Let me play with fire when it’s in the mouth ;-)
Intimate Desires
With the fragrance of honeysuckle on the morning breeze
Your scent quietly awakens the intimate desires within me
Gentle Reminders
I often look into your eyes so I can find you in my dreams
Taking your hand and walking with you out near the sea
Listening to every word whispered beneath your breath
Reminds me of the warm winds that gently lift your dress
Somehow the day lingers into night and the stars appear
And that is when I notice the smile that draws me near
Beneath the moon your silhouette captivates my heart
But the night is yet still young; this is just the start
Mindless Chatter
I sometimes wonder if the words I write
Are worth the slumber I miss late at night
I often question the reality of yesterday
Obscured by the mere existence of today
But yet I sit and quietly wait for tomorrow
Never quite understanding my own sorrow
Perhaps your silence clouds my thoughts
Blurring the memories I still try to unlock
There comes a time when nothing matters
Yet I struggle to repress this mindless chatter
I never know when you will be bound by time
Or if the light simply shines to confound the wise
Nothing wrong with a few teeth, or a bite now and then.
I think i can’t stand much teeth. But the thrill and dare to ask for them and trust a sexy mouth to use them on me turns me so on.
So i love the dare letting a woman that likes to use teeth go down on me *nibble*
Let me play with fire when it’s in the mouth ;-)
Can you give me one and where do you live because you look like a hot babe because of your ass
And mabe we can sex and you can give me a blow job and I will bring sex book for the moves