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The woman I love
Is just standing there,
Naked, on her knees,
Hands behind her back,
She looks down
Waiting for me.
Her hair the color of whiskey ,
Almost reaches those perfect
Exposed breasts.
Like a wolf in the dark,
I circle around her,,
Watching her,
Studying her,
I love her…
I see her like that,
Vulnerable,
At my disposal,
I’m like an animal,
I almost growl,
As I put my hand
In that golden-brawn hair,
I lift her face
And kiss her lips.
Oh God!
The beauty of her smile!
I use my belt,
Around her neck.
Black collar on her pale skin.
I pull her close,
Caress her face.
But the animal in me
It’s on the prowl
I shove my dick
Between those parted lips
I nearly howl in heat...
The beast that lies in me
It scratching its way out
I love her…
She might seem week
But she’s stronger
Then I will ever be
I love her…
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