A beautiful dusk,the end of another graceful day.
And am standing here,the dew is giving it's perfect glow,in a pattern that my eyes are trailing.....but behold,I did not get to see the end of it.I saw you instead,those firm hairy legs,that posture that made me dread to keep looking up...but I did.
There you are,I still remember that demeanor, your intense look,ocean eyes, narrow lips.
I still remember your kisses, your touch,but I mustn't.
That is why I turn away,I walk , before I come flying into your arms.
May 13, 2025
May 13, 2025 at 1:09 PM UTC
A beautiful dusk,the end of another graceful day.
And am standing here,the dew is giving it's perfect glow,in a pattern that my eyes are trailing.....but behold,I did not get to see the end of it.I saw you instead,those firm hairy legs,that posture that made me dread to keep looking up...but I did.
There you are,I still remember that demeanor, your intense look,ocean eyes, narrow lips.
I still remember your kisses, your touch,but I mustn't.
That is why I turn away,I walk , before I come flying into your arms.