I can know when a woman
Is laying naked in your bed
Looking like a Greek Goddess
Or a Roman painting of a Goddess

She looks at you with eyes filled with lust
As the dim light uncovers her velvet skin

You are hypnotized by a painted beauty

I want to imagine you making love
To that ancient loveliness in your sheets
As the velvet turns into silk
As the painting comes to life
As the Goddess slowly degenerates
To become the sinful human being that I am.




-LynnAA

She turned in a circle around herself
And her skirt flew everywhere
Revealing imperfect thighs

She was moved by the music
She danced and danced
Not caring about any pair of eyes
Laying on her blemished body curves

And he was gladly looking at her
This time he didn't care about her bare thighs
Because in the way she danced
She exposed her **** soul

But then again
What beautiful thighs
He thought

And then
She collapsed on his lap.




- LynnAA

She was wearing a long black dress
That revealed her delicate back
She had her hair in a ballerina like bun
Her luscious lips were red
Her lashes tall and dark
And her hazel eyes darkened with a touch of blackness.

He stood behind her
His eyes following her spine
Her skin looked delicate
She turned around
Her dress fell off
He approached her
He kissed her lusciousness
Caressed her indeed soft skin
He devoured her neck
He discovered her depth
Going into the wildness and out of it
Into the wildness and out of it
She let go of a breath
That caressed his neck
Like a sweet breeze.

As a breeze went by
She felt eyes ******* her
She turned around
He looked like a feline
Wild but beautiful
She looked him right in the eyes
Inviting herself into his wildness
But he could not approach
For lack of courage
She turns and walks away
Leaving the uncertainty of her softness
Lingering in his feral beauty.




- LynnAA

The grey hair in your young beard
Tell me you've got it burned
On many women's bodies
And tonight I am sitting by the fire
Wearing my favorite burgundy dress
And dark red lipstick has painted my lips.
Forget about the wine
Forget about the cold
And let's paint our fire grey
Let Chopin play for us
As we make our own music
Until midnight announces
Our little death.
I'll keep sitting by the fire
Until your dark beard turns grey.




-LynnAA

It's raining and it's cold.
Let me wear your favorite sweater
And let me put on warm socks.
Forget about my pants.
Play a Radiohead song.
Take my hand.
Pull me close to you.
Wrap your arms around my waist.
Move us to the music.
Don't break your hold.
I'll bury my head in your neck
And your hands will slip under your sweater
So they can slide on my bare skin.
I'll plant little kisses on your neck.
I can feel your standing ovation.
Your hands will go down my thighs
Bringing them to your waist.
I'm hugging you with my whole body.
You continue to move us slowly to the music
And your lips devour mine.
You bite them.
I bite harder.
The Roman Columns are standing tall, and strong.
And La Rose is painted with morning dew.
Tonight, it will rain on the Roman Columns
And La Rose will unfold just like at the break of dawn.




-LynnAA

And there I go again
As a whole
Shattered
And wrecked
Because this time
The little island
That I call heart
Isn't the sole erroneous fiend in me
This time I
As a whole
Was a behemoth

Your favorite Daniel's
Sobered love
And dizzied lust
In me
Set forth the sacrifice
And took no heed of the body
It benighted the wit
And enlightened the blind persuasion

Deceiver of hearts
Don't knock on my gullible door
If you don't intend to enter
I might meddle in you
While you make love to
Every Jack
That paces your way.




-LynnAA