deepundergroundpoetry.com
Goddess draped in lace
Goddess draped in lace
A Goddess stands before me, Red lace draped across her skin, with the soul of an Angel but her eyes were filled with sin
I watched her curvy body move, I wished she could be mine, not just inside a dream but in the real world and for all-time
To feel her body next to me, at the dawning of each day, to spend time with her in the real world, during my work, my rest and play
To taste her lips pressed on mine, to slide my tongue inside her mouth, kissing down her gorgeous body, as I make my way down south
To reach the sacred place between her legs, to nibble on her thighs, to eat her until her juices flow, to hear her softest sighs
To bring her to my bed to sleep, she would be my pillow queen, to wake up and find her with me but in life not just in my dream
Just the thought of her being real, makes my old heart race, just imagining her in front of me, my Goddess draped in lace
Ron
A Goddess stands before me, Red lace draped across her skin, with the soul of an Angel but her eyes were filled with sin
I watched her curvy body move, I wished she could be mine, not just inside a dream but in the real world and for all-time
To feel her body next to me, at the dawning of each day, to spend time with her in the real world, during my work, my rest and play
To taste her lips pressed on mine, to slide my tongue inside her mouth, kissing down her gorgeous body, as I make my way down south
To reach the sacred place between her legs, to nibble on her thighs, to eat her until her juices flow, to hear her softest sighs
To bring her to my bed to sleep, she would be my pillow queen, to wake up and find her with me but in life not just in my dream
Just the thought of her being real, makes my old heart race, just imagining her in front of me, my Goddess draped in lace
Ron
Published 23rd Sep 2022
Author's Note
Wishing she was real
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1
reading list entries 0
comments 2
reads 345
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.
23rd Sep 2022 7:19am
'my Goddess draped in lace' - words themselves send a powerful picture to the mind. Triggered a rhyme in my mind:
My Goddess, draped in lace,
sweet object of my chase,
is with me at my place,
kissing me face to face.
We caress and embrace.
My Goddess, draped in lace,
sweet object of my chase,
is with me at my place,
kissing me face to face.
We caress and embrace.
23rd Sep 2022 7:44am
