Black Velvet
Midnight lace crimson bows
Afore this reflectless glass
Laboring breath
As untying her negligee
Revealing, her beautiful breast
Reaching for my palms
With trembling hands
Placing them gently atop
Love's, warm beating heart
While wanton she stares
Gazing deeply within
These enchanted eyes
Pulling her close her
Neck to bare; red rose
Her clitoris, in flames..
She, quenching my thirst.
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