Across miles and miles
of oceans you flew.
To a fate,
that has guided her to you.
You were drawn to her
from the first day.
A new world growing inside,
showing her a new way.
After little time she confides
her troubles and fears.
Telling you her secrets
and everything she holds dear.
Huddled together you sat watching
the waves rolling in from the sea.
Her vast green eyes
illuminating erotic mystery.
Her blond hair, so soft
and long.
She smooths it between her fingers,
humming her favorite song.
You begin to know the
way her body moves.
Quick and hungry for new experiences,
she gives no clues.
Full of passion and mystery,
the way you cultivated her to be.
Making love would be like the way she dances,
sexy, wild and free.
You've enjoyed the moments,
play of air on her feverish flesh.
In the unattainable gaze
she projects.
She is a forbidden fruit,
not giving in without a fight.
But within your fantasies she
comes willingly, at night.
Wearing only black silk stockings,
she stands before you.
There is nothing,
nothing she isn't willing to do.
A shudder of lust tugs inside as she
parts her legs, arching her pelvis.
Your so caught up now,
longing for one internal kiss.
The sky turns dark,
hot rain starts pouring down.
White flashes of lightening
bright as day strike the ground.
Now its started you
don't want it to stop.
Breathless, you want to
taste her every drop.
She is the embrace of your dream
and the kiss of your hope.
Wanting to take her far from this
place and elope.
So let wanting be a
thing of the past.
And make sweet memories
a thing to last.
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