Feli or Olli

Should we get started on a spring day
Or warm summer night at sunset bay
Or enjoy the chills in the woods with colours of fall
it’s better in the winter by the fireplace, Feli in my hall

my thought gathered like the thundering clouds
her gaze so hot, lights the fire in every dry forest
Going to be a rough night of red and white she vowed
alluring beauty that strikes like lightning, I’ll be honest

Never to confuse with the color of flowers
Or the mundane intermittence on a confused zebra
red and white spots, she’s a leopard on heat by the hour
scratches and bite marks, as I peek through her bra

Honey, this ain’t the cold night for domestication
Hell yeah, an unholy night of forbidden fornication
first blood drawn, yellow and brown skins join in a choir
thunder and lightning, sparks the fires of primal desire

for the passion of beautiful Feli
In her red and white lace undies
love for cold of snow on her soft skin
a hot kiss melting her soul, it ends with a naughty grin!

Or was it actually Olli....