Her skin was made of caramel
With purple highlights through her dreads
Hazel eyes that made me melt
And luscious lips of red
A girl I've never met
Yet we seemed so close
We laid down in bed
And began ripping off our clothes
I grabbed her wrists
As she went down to feast
My fantasy spun into a bliss
With her desire she needed to feed
Her fingertips brush my lips
She looked me in the eyes
This was the end of it
Girl of my dreams, but this girl was mine
Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 8:32 PM UTC
Her skin was made of caramel
With purple highlights through her dreads
Hazel eyes that made me melt
And luscious lips of red
A girl I've never met
Yet we seemed so close
We laid down in bed
And began ripping off our clothes
I grabbed her wrists
As she went down to feast
My fantasy spun into a bliss
With her desire she needed to feed
Her fingertips brush my lips
She looked me in the eyes
This was the end of it
Girl of my dreams, but this girl was mine
