Mysterious Tales

Mystery took over the atmosphere
Coats of black shielded her eyes
Yet the scent of cedarwood and citrus
Landed softly on her nose

A gust of steam strobed her neck
Upon the arrival of succulent skin
That graced a pair of lips

Desire outruled this mystery
Her trail of thought wondering off
To locations only her
Freaky side has ever known

Lips proceeded their stroll along
Petals of ebony plains
Determined to reach the milestone
That was her bossom

To breathe during a war with a moan
Was a battle he knew he could
Finalize and to
Conquer her erotic wave

Her gentle hands draped in innocence
Tantalizingly danced along the miniscule hairs
That stretched their spines along his neck
Down to the fortress of his back

He held his breath
Hoping that the universe could
Grant him with force fields
Worth holding solar systems

In order to
Not break before he sunk into
Her milky ways
Just yet

Her freaky side resided comfortably
In her domain
Her eyes swirling with erotic cosmos
That sucked him in
And in

What is a man to do
When the woman knows exactly
What she wants
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