She stands conspicuous,
Her eyes calm and flashy,
With a silent beckon beneath.
Her nose soft and round,
Seemingly with a softer inrush,
Soft breathes,
Alternate with the heaves of her chest.
Her voice is chirpy,
Awakening the devil in him,
His eyes widen when she calls,
His chest hairs stand straight,
The melancholy of her voice,
The phone rings differently when she calls.
Her skin rich in melanin,
My boyfriend tumbles at its sight,
Her thighs full and round,
Moist with fresh olive oil,
Ooh, and the wondrous thigh gap.
Her hair smells of evening shampoo,
Her mouth of bubble breathe,
He answers when she calls.
Her cologne is our daily refreshener,
Leaving a trail on everything her touch graces,
The once white shirt,
Now patterned with pink lips.
Her buxom arse has become home of my boyfriend's spanks,
Her rich titties threatening to suffocate him.
Breath-taker.
Her legs tall and flawless,
Her laughter eerie and warm,
Her life gorgeous.
Quite a pair.
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