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Inspiration
Inspiration:
I feel a bit high today
My mood is like well
Why the hell not
The artist in me
Wants to see the man in you
Come on baby
You know what I like
Dance in the rain with me
Listen to the sound
Hear the rain coming down
That’s our melody
Feel your heart that’s the beat
We will move to
My head is swimming
I have these mental images of you
Do you dare take your clothes off for me?
I want to enjoy the site of your body
Nothing is sexier, than you naked in the rain
Wet strands in your face
The curls or no longer curls
Your shoulders are calling my hands to trace them
Your neck needs some attention
Your arms are a definition to strength
Laying on your chest cute nipples erect
Your back down to your ass firmness
mmm I got to nibble on that
Boy you’re a piece of art
Your abs I don’t know if you know but baby you are cut
Like a million dollar sculpture
I would display in my foyer for all to see
That thick patch and instrument you been blessed with
Hanging just below your belly button
Says girl get over here and suck on me
Your thighs are thick like pillars that hold the gods
Your calves’ and feet, baby let’s just say you lack nothing
As far as I can see
You are a perfect man standing in front of me
I am so inspired to create
And boy it’s all because of you
Seascape
I feel a bit high today
My mood is like well
Why the hell not
The artist in me
Wants to see the man in you
Come on baby
You know what I like
Dance in the rain with me
Listen to the sound
Hear the rain coming down
That’s our melody
Feel your heart that’s the beat
We will move to
My head is swimming
I have these mental images of you
Do you dare take your clothes off for me?
I want to enjoy the site of your body
Nothing is sexier, than you naked in the rain
Wet strands in your face
The curls or no longer curls
Your shoulders are calling my hands to trace them
Your neck needs some attention
Your arms are a definition to strength
Laying on your chest cute nipples erect
Your back down to your ass firmness
mmm I got to nibble on that
Boy you’re a piece of art
Your abs I don’t know if you know but baby you are cut
Like a million dollar sculpture
I would display in my foyer for all to see
That thick patch and instrument you been blessed with
Hanging just below your belly button
Says girl get over here and suck on me
Your thighs are thick like pillars that hold the gods
Your calves’ and feet, baby let’s just say you lack nothing
As far as I can see
You are a perfect man standing in front of me
I am so inspired to create
And boy it’s all because of you
Seascape
Published 25th Jul 2014
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26th Jul 2014 12:22pm
firstly, i agree with blackhyde. in the short space of time you've been here, there's much positive change in your writing :)
now... as for this delicious feast... i love the almost worshipping tone of your admiration for your muse. nothing is quite as arousing as a man who is comfortable in his own skin.
"Your thighs are thick like pillars that hold the gods"
that right there is my weakness... yummy thighs... rawr!
loved this, miss seascape xo
now... as for this delicious feast... i love the almost worshipping tone of your admiration for your muse. nothing is quite as arousing as a man who is comfortable in his own skin.
"Your thighs are thick like pillars that hold the gods"
that right there is my weakness... yummy thighs... rawr!
loved this, miss seascape xo
26th Jul 2014 3:19pm
