under the aparent darkness,
the nacar red of your lips
give me ligth.
between the tender and quiet
kisses of fire, you absorved
my darkness
there was no magic, it was
just that, two dark beings
absorving ligth.
a beast with a loewe head,
desolated, tormented, for
his pain.
between the lost and desdain,
and with desire sticked
to his skin.
the ligth in absolut darkness,
years looking that skin of silk,
those lips sweet as honney.
the silky and perfumated lips,
of a beautiful shadow, a lioness
in the dark.
and who will know, only darkness,
about that silk skin, that give ligth,
in a dark nigth.
a loewe, the lost descendant,
looking the way, and to that silk skin,
of honey gold and fire.
a lion lost in shadows, looking that
skin, that as divine grace, or gifth
of friendly gods.
found me, catch and love me
in the shadows, rigth before dawn,
giving life to the blackened heart.
and the flux of life, of strength,
to resist mi strokes, controling
herself tenderly.
never scared of my roarings,
only the beautiful fire, she give me,
with her nacar red lips.
her femmale lips, a beast, beautiful
with her skin of silk, perfumated and
HERMOSA, A MUSE IN THE SHADOW.
tenderly resisting to the attacks of a
beast, thirsty of her, her *** her blood, kissing
her skin inch by inch.
the HERMOSA shadow, with silk skin,
and nacar red lips, resist even thou, she
wanted to lay next to this beast
thirsty of her, her body, her etternal legs,
her *** of MUJER HERMOSA,
the beautiful and sweet lioness, that was mine
in absolut darkness..
Dec 10, 2015
Dec 10, 2015 at 2:06 AM UTC
under the aparent darkness,
the nacar red of your lips
give me ligth.
between the tender and quiet
kisses of fire, you absorved
my darkness
there was no magic, it was
just that, two dark beings
absorving ligth.
a beast with a loewe head,
desolated, tormented, for
his pain.
between the lost and desdain,
and with desire sticked
to his skin.
the ligth in absolut darkness,
years looking that skin of silk,
those lips sweet as honney.
the silky and perfumated lips,
of a beautiful shadow, a lioness
in the dark.
and who will know, only darkness,
about that silk skin, that give ligth,
in a dark nigth.
a loewe, the lost descendant,
looking the way, and to that silk skin,
of honey gold and fire.
a lion lost in shadows, looking that
skin, that as divine grace, or gifth
of friendly gods.
found me, catch and love me
in the shadows, rigth before dawn,
giving life to the blackened heart.
and the flux of life, of strength,
to resist mi strokes, controling
herself tenderly.
never scared of my roarings,
only the beautiful fire, she give me,
with her nacar red lips.
her femmale lips, a beast, beautiful
with her skin of silk, perfumated and
HERMOSA, A MUSE IN THE SHADOW.
tenderly resisting to the attacks of a
beast, thirsty of her, her *** her blood, kissing
her skin inch by inch.
the HERMOSA shadow, with silk skin,
and nacar red lips, resist even thou, she
wanted to lay next to this beast
thirsty of her, her body, her etternal legs,
her *** of MUJER HERMOSA,
the beautiful and sweet lioness, that was mine
in absolut darkness..
