Alabaster Beauty
By 1stpoet
Alabaster Beauty In your skin of alabaster tone I follow your formings texturing muscle and bone from your foot up your leg my fingers do trace and your moanings cry and beg as I tenderly stroke your face in palming of your breasts and teasing nipples of pink your mind does leave its refuge for of nothing do you think I kiss your lips slightly parted and find the wetness of your tongue we could grow together older yet feel forever young my alabaster beauty statuesque and carved for me I see the love within your heart you shine with purity skin that glows within the moonlight star fire shines within your eye I need no wings for lift my dear for your presence makes me fly breathing, touching, and so much more a doll that truly lives to treasure you forever all I have I would surely give William S. Dawes © Copyright 2002 1st Poet Inc. Written April 7th, 2002 © on Apr 07 2002 05:22 AM PST 0 • 8
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