Submissions by Trenovacane

If I were paid every time her limitless energy omitted, and took control of my mind; I would rule the world. Especially when all 32 of her teeth glisten past her fuchsia stained lips in a sense of passion that no man could understand; so it is simply assumed to be a sign of invitation to her heart. Above her lips danced two stars in the form of eyes which seemed to be a part of the night sky. And the arch above her eyebrows sheltered her diamond-like vision holders as if they were guardians of treasure. Like the branches of a weeping willow, her hair flows with a distinctive motion that only...