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Tracing The Outline
Tracing the outline of curves
I want to love every inch
To know each blemish on her skin
Burn it to my memory
Like her beauty burns In these eyes
This is how dreams are imagined
Crossing lines to picture her
Where she bares her soul undercover
Soft hair laying on sensual shoulders
Eyes closed in her sanctuary
Sinful thoughts crash through
Her naked being breathless
A wild flower spreading petals
Her scent rising into the night
Capturing my senses
The fire is growing in my soul
She beautifully touches it
So addictively seductive in every way
This heart can’t forget so easily
So I’m lost in these thoughts of her
I want to love every inch
To know each blemish on her skin
Burn it to my memory
Like her beauty burns In these eyes
This is how dreams are imagined
Crossing lines to picture her
Where she bares her soul undercover
Soft hair laying on sensual shoulders
Eyes closed in her sanctuary
Sinful thoughts crash through
Her naked being breathless
A wild flower spreading petals
Her scent rising into the night
Capturing my senses
The fire is growing in my soul
She beautifully touches it
So addictively seductive in every way
This heart can’t forget so easily
So I’m lost in these thoughts of her
Published 8th Jan 2019
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Seductive, raises a mental picture of her naked and being lightly touched.
