Beautiful.
An affair Of Romantic Liberty
Under the stars, light, white, and whispering down…
My eyes gaining the right, to gaze upon your body, pure and sound…
I would walk my hands across your skin like fine wind atop a river’s bend…
Paused upon the night, stilled in motion of our presence’s sight…
Released in pleasure embraced, entwined in a wordless race…
Covered by dark stares, always, I told your lips with ever care…
Hand in hand within mine, closed in promises of a hold’s chime…
Covered in open allure, our warm bodies dressed in soothing galore…
Nothing between us but the roar of nature and its animalistic call…
Arms and legs spread in waiting form, begging for the pain to be sore…
Here we would be conformed to peaceful liberation over rapture’s gorgeous draw.
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Do you have what it takes to Make A Right Left Here… Do you!?
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