A Latin female stood Head tilted, Curve of her thighs suttly visible, Dust blew across the messa, Crickets music made by legs rubbing on eachother, Imaging her thighs as she strolled, Music quiet calves, nipples brushing lien, The young lesbian vampire wolf’s mouth dry, In the trees near, Imagining, Kissing, Touching, Arousal Complete. Hunger eased,

When stars alite the heavens…

She smiles Clothes she wears arouse me Eyes black as coal Her touch Mind to mind Sultry When I touch her calf Finger upon her lips She kisses my palm of my hand I look up Stars fill the heaven Within my heart I know shes gone Her kiss is still on my lips. UponContinue reading “When stars alite the heavens…”