The Woman Of My Dreams

Her voice echoes in the depth of my being
Her **** silhouette gently caressing the frame of my thoughts
She is magic, she is majestic, and she is love personified
How I long to conquer the contours of her magnificent body
Her golden heart the only jewel to quench my thirst for world possessions
Hope she’ll visit me in my dreams again tonight…
Hope she gently strokes my ever aching heart with her soft wings till I fall asleep
Will you visit me in my dreams again tonight my love?
(T.W.O.M.D)
The composition of her stature perfect to my uncontaminated gaze
The purity of her intention written in the corners of her angelic smile
Her hips swaying with splendor from side to side
She is temptation personified…
Enchanted by the glow of her skin my good judgment compromised
(T.W.O.M.D)
In unison our movement choreographed in heaven above
Electrifying our touches tantalizing causing the earth to quake
Our energy with bright shooting stars light up the dull winter sky
Moving to the harmony of ecstatic groans and moans
We are one and the world our Eden
The fever of our union brings forth an early spring as flowers blossom  
We paint picturesque art with every gentle caress and deep deliberate ******
(T.W.O.M.D)
The essence of humanity born as we conceive our first born child
A love child born of a perfect love never to be tainted
A beautiful creation born of the most pure of intentions
Her name a symbol of a love divine
An everlasting reminder of a faultless love for The Woman Of My Dreams



Sayamo Dikana