Black Lace and Ebony Curls

She stands before me Ebony curls in drape Gracing porcelain shoulders Hiding her sexy nape She turns to me so slowly Black lace beautifies her so Eyes in alluring stare Inside me I readily grow Her silver jewellery glints Sparkling just like she To be adorned by her beauty As she stands in front of thee With gentleness of slide Black lace cascades so slow Revealing pert breasts of woman Beauty in delightful glow Silver tassel's in pendulum swing Captures my watching eyes My heart internally craves So pert my body cries The speed of which it glides Past hips so shaped as she In slow motion to the floor it falls Naked she faces me Step by step she moves real closer As my eyes fill with desire Her lobes, her nape, her body My heart singing like a choir Into her emerald eyes I stare Caressing her to the floor Working my way back up We kiss and start to explore Sitting back she sits astride me Face to face in kissing touch Paradise beckons us both Internally we will clutch In sync our hands rejoice We undulate like the waves Our urge for inner joy Explode our wanting craves Our scented sweating bodies Grace the evening air My hands through ebony curls Into her eyes I stare At the point when our lava flows I whisper in her ear My love for you so grows Prospering from year to year Whenever she stands before me Her ebony curls in drape I love her so much more My love, my loving scape