Ebony Curls
On our bed she lay
Inviting pose
Pouting, attracting
Her undulations show
Her bronzed body
Beauty like gold
Fingers indicating
Lips in roll
The edge I sit
My hand taken
To her breast cupped
Two hearts awaken
Kisses we share
As we lead together
Knowing this moment
Will last forever
Her nape, lobes
Nibbled and bitten
Her ebony curls
My love, I'm smitten
Guiding she holds me
Paradise bound
Like a scented meadow
Where loves to be found
Through open gates
Our bond, invitation
Me, my love
This gorgeous creation
In sync we flow
On a silken sea
Rapturous roaming
Our hands so free
Our loving chants
Echoing surrounds
Sighs aplenty
Zones are found
Pleasured displays
Internal cascades
Sweated bodies
Voiced serenade
We release
We embrace
Our kissing hearts
Now race
Together we lie
Face to face
Touching her ebony curls
Our love we have graced
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