The Dream
June 23 | Posted by Wilson | Wilson's WritingsShe is,
as you know her,
a very beautiful creature,
with very beautiful features.
Her eyes,
at times,
so soft with love and trust,
other times,
so sensuous with desire and lust.
Her lips,
when she kisses,
awaken every desire in your body,
when she smiles,
there’s a beauty,
you swear it must be godly.
Her hair,
all it’s length,
blowing in the wind,
the scent,
the softness,
matched only by her skin.
Her body,
with a gown or a sweater,
is that of a goddess,
she is one of the few,
who can look,
both beautiful and modest.
Her voice,
so soothing and sexy,
you fall in love with each word,
to beautiful to be described,
it has to be heard.
Her mind,
with all it’s thoughts and ideas,
creates the mysterious creature,
at the same time,
is her most beautiful feature.
Asleep,
she is the goddess,
you would never resist,
awake,
she is a dream,
you wonder if she exist.
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