#prettygirls
She reminds me of Iceland.
Cold and beautiful
snow covered black seas
Mountain high in the air yelling to the sky.
Mystical crystal clear kaltes klares wasser.
The deep intrigue of its black nights.
Of its daylight of rose haze lights.
She reminds me of Iceland,
a far-away land meant not for me.
Many see her and marvel about her beauty.
She is the once-in-a-lifetime experience, she is the northern lights.
She is a star.
She reminds me of Iceland.
For you will find none like her at all.
Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 5:12 AM UTC
I like your eyes
They suit you well
The slightest hint of green
Camouflaged in a sort of blue
Maybe grey
Hard to be certain
If I try, when I do
That is exactly the time
You decide to slide them away
Never knowing mine
Too often, too consistent
Don't worry,
I can read between lines
Pretty, I know you are used to it
Most that try are trying
To think that I am guilty
And my motives hide desires
Then there is no need worrying
I do not have designs or am I trying
Simply appreciating the colors
That compliment you friendly smile
Not my type though pretty you may be
Im a man of acquired tastes
It suits me, the ones that get me
the way they do,
Is less assumingly
Unlike you do.
assuming eyes,
Slide away always
Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 3:06 PM UTC
Oh yes, I'm talking to you.
Pretty faces.
Stop complaining. At least you have a pretty face.
How hard can life be for you?
Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 3:53 PM UTC
The likes of you I can't describe,
Yet I love to eat between your thighs.
The melody you spake to me
Unfolds my greatest sovereignty.
I crave to quaff all of your spit,
And swallow every drop of it.
Don't cheat me of your tasty flesh,
Those bare and supple ****** *******
Your eyes that follow my firm gaze,
While we kiss and lick and misbehave.
I need to feel each piece of skin,
Smashing girl and boy parts over and over again.
It's such a treat to eat you whole;
I'm obsessed with eating 19-year-olds.
May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 9:32 PM UTC