Silken Sweet (Nichol)
Silken sweet eyes
of mischievousness
and intelligence,
captivating,
fascinating,
spots and locks
that’s what I need.
Set it down,
line um up
your hips got the groove,
make me drool
with every move
enticing,
inviting,
making me swoon
even with what you think are boons.
So self-conscious
and naturally teasing
she stops the room by being.
Angel?
Succubus?
Does it matter,
she’s
just what I need.
Copyright © Mark Matthews | Year Posted 2008
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