The Woman Of My Dreams
Eyes dark an piercing,
At a glance, makes me weak.
Skin to hold on to, soft as silk,
Like a rose petal, never to wilt.
The feeling when she's near,
That she'll leave and never reappear.
Her fragrance of hers leaves tears in my eyes,
The everlasting scent of heaven, I soon realized.
Voluptuous is primarily my status quo,
For when i grab hold i dont like to let go.
Strong willed and non-submissive to struggle and strain,
Two hwo builds together understands each other's pain.
My expectations are high it seems,
but for me, That's the woman of my Dreams!
At a glance, makes me weak.
Skin to hold on to, soft as silk,
Like a rose petal, never to wilt.
The feeling when she's near,
That she'll leave and never reappear.
Her fragrance of hers leaves tears in my eyes,
The everlasting scent of heaven, I soon realized.
Voluptuous is primarily my status quo,
For when i grab hold i dont like to let go.
Strong willed and non-submissive to struggle and strain,
Two hwo builds together understands each other's pain.
My expectations are high it seems,
but for me, That's the woman of my Dreams!
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