Smoked Mirrors…

Forehead againstĀ the cold glass, Hands on the pane supporting his weight, Gaze focused, He saw honey glistened cocoa skin, A glow like no other radiating from her being, Her sonsie body swayed as she moved around the room, Feet hitting the ground gracefully, Her delicate flow excited him, She began to unclothe herself, Slipping off… Continue reading Smoked Mirrors…

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