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By coujeaux Date: 2004 Jan 11 Comment on this Work [[2004.01.11.01.51.20488]] |
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Haste, sighed tonight; darkwater accompaniment scattered citizenry to cover; down she stepped, Now came the anticipation of the purpose of her visitation; one woman knelt before her and wept. Leave it to the men to be so bold as to analyze her sensuality with whisper of breathtaking curves, And want her, but not enough to confront her on how they'd never give her attention she deserves. Soft, inviting smile on Davinci lips, choreographed, lustrhythmic hips, all the lesser ones gave way, Came she to my gaze for something so simple as appreciative acknowledgment to do as she may. Outstretched, her arms, slenderlong and supple; she became one with the nourishing fallflow; blur, Make love to the rain, her motions declared; each inch of alabastrine skin awashed in llorined purr. Spin, charmer; she weaved in and out of droplets faster than eyes could follow, back, forth, to, fro, As her form seduced my imagination tenfingered invitations wiggled with geminied grace; oh, hello. Faster now faster, spellcaster, for mine are mortal dreams incapable of this perfect dance; enamor, Torture me not with thine imagery of yon fleetstep gyrations; I cannot bear your unrequited adore. So her display was halted, she was hailed, exalted; I realized my glimpse was gift beyond compare, Even now as you see the remnants of her lushlorn remainders upon my visage would you be aware. To do proper homage, come, climb into my visions and take a seat upon thy retina chair to prepare, Cast longing looks towards the platform upon my iris to observe her shimmerslide tease if you dare. Encased within pupilwalls, these, her prancehalls, observation tower in a tiny realm, slither unafraid, Thus our privacy assured for here we step without a word, no audience save for worship within jade. |