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
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2010
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