Tuesday, July 7, 2009

A beach night

Sands of pearls are under my feet, Waves of crystals steal the heat. Soft bosoms attract my lips, Burned palms around the hips. The Blue swimsuit covers the pinks Of her body. Besides are the drinks Waiting for fingers and tongues to taste The tide is rising, no time to waste. On the balcony of the hotel room, We stood watching the perfect moon Lights like her hair up in skies, Showing hidden blues in her eyes.

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