Cocoa Butter Blues
What is it abOut Her that pulls me In sO close, That makes me want to forget everything else She lifts me up by the way she looks at me And is attentive to my needs without asking to be She knows just how to touch me, caress me As she snuggles in close and melts into my body And I can hold her for hours on end, hoping time will stop Feeling the rise of my crop For it grows And she knows as it pokes......
Knock knock doc is anybody home?
Teases my eyes with the sway of her hips The seductiveness of her strip Yeah boy….she is the shit Her ample booty fills my eyes And it's getting tight beneath my fly I'm quickly reminded the sexual being that I am Thanking God that he made me man Her mind is so sharp, so quick a refreshing challenge to match wits She is new to me, but at the same time so familiar She flirts with me without speaking words I love to watch her, touch her, kiss her, smell her, feel her Indulgence of chocolate, is it a sin? Cause I love the feel of her velvet skin And the flirt of her sexy ass little grin The fold of her eyelids exotic around her beautiful dark pupils The fullness of her lips The peaks of her hips The feel of her finger….tips I love the scent of her cocoa butter blues And her cinnamon sweet molasses hue The vibrance in her eyes The cream between her thighs She puts me on a natural high I can read the expression in her eyes She isn't perfection but she's perfect for me the most beautiful woman in the world is she Exquisite in every way A queen from the very first day And I say............. She is strong where I am weak As she compliments my shortcomings A dios mio
que linda is she and I love to watch her compete, watch her concentrate when she is in that moment I'd never be bored for she is my heaven I love that she lets me be me I love how free I feel with her I love how we play, how we talk, how we laugh and how we love I cherish every minute I am in her company I love the challenge of learning her body If you saw her you'd think…"damn, girl, you're a hottie" Learning what she likes and doesn't like Learning her "spots" Hearing her thoughts
Intertwined together we make a multicultural knot
R.Arriagada 3/2007 22" x 28" |