The Idea

Sat, 08/16/2014 - 17:08 -- vruss13

Thoughts of her intertwine, melting,

Together as if one, forming,

Enlightened perception, the heights,

Are brighter than the city lights.

 

She evolves with laborious detail,

Incredible beauty for a female,

Yet I softly lie in her beating heart,

Of which I control the stop and start.

 

Movements of her paralyze, hold me,

Together as she stares, directly,

A permeable soul we both possess,

Yet I never kiss her with any regrets.

 

She craves more, so I deliver,

A beautiful dress of gold and silver,

Yet what I truly value most,

Lies deep within her core, within my ghost.

 

She deserves more than just my eyes,

Though our intimacy is fairly wise,

People would love to see her dress,

I'll pray they understand the rest.

 

 

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