I watched you.
as my brown eyes chased you from every angle.
taking you in.
drinking you in like some wine.
every detail drunk in my mind.
it was then I took you as a muse.
composing mad ramblings of love.
kissed by my hands.
caressed by my fingertips.
I breathed this porcelain pale angel of you to life.
your body I kissed with ink leaving only your lipstick red as a reminder.
your thighs I caress with my pen lost in dreams where I'm making love to you every night.
unknown passions I seek.
as I tasted you again and again.
your pussy wet.
your ass burning for the warmth of my hand.
your black long hair kissing your back as you grind on me again and again.
your tits I can taste heavily in my mouth.
the sweetness.
yet I often torn between the blue in your eyes and soft of your skin.
as these writings played games with me again and again.
yet I didn't stop.
falling.
for such beauty.
yet I couldn't help it.
©darkmocha
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