Silver Sunsets of Innovating lustfulness
: Her eyes simmer a dark hazel
Like a coniferous forest in mid September
: Hair, strands of deep red brown tinsel
Blowing like the leaves in the wind
: Lips, calling your name
Making you think
Simmering thoughts of lust
You engage yourself in battle
Saying, do not sink
And believe
I can trust
Shaded crimson pink
: Together her face
Is illuminated with the lush touch of grace
Her looks could mane
Like an unattended net
Holding you back to miss your chance
But makes my heart race
With persperating clouds of sin and temptation
: Her voice is soft as a sea of red rose peddles
And fluxes promiscuous sounds of innocents
She always knows how to bring you up when you’re down
: Her touch is like the intoxication of Jamison’s
Saying today is your day off
: Finally she is here
Only wanting to draw near
Resting your hand upon hers
Grasping with gentle passion
As your eyes make sweat love
Life stands still, while moving so fast
: Then you notice the moment passed
: She stands up slowly
The suns rays glow upon her face
Making all her imperfections
Look like a god’s saving grace
: She walks away
It is as the sun is setting
And her beauty is ending
Evanescing down the hall
You chase her till she falls
In love with your true personality
The one only she can bring out into reality
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