20 November 2012
Blue eyes, Shining bright, A hidden sadness, Behind the might.
Black hair, Shiny and smooth, Just long enough, My fingers run through.
Full lips, That taste sweet, The words they say, Sweep me off my feet.
Hot kisses, Burn my skin, Leaving soft marks, Of passion within.
Tender touch, Turns on my senses, Exploring my body, As I lower my defences.
That look, In your eyes, Is pure lust, You'll never disguise.
You are that man, That I only see, The man that I love, And I know he loves me.
Her Point Of View • Opuss № I