Her savage
beauty raw
Caught
In the
burning
Indecision
Of passion
My lips
trace
A heated
journey
Across
burning flesh
Elegant in
its soft
Beckon
As always
Your eyes
burn
As a turbulent
midnight sun
Waiting for
the one
To join you
on
The
tightrope balance
Between want
and desire
Simmering
thoughts furious
And your
savage beauty raw
Yet
Each teetering
step
Brings you
closer
Regardless
As she
reflects
The best of
you
Meeting your
mirror
As your
reflection reminds
Of all that
she is
Beyond
And all that
she is
In her
savage beauty raw
Good beginning description, but the action.... I was ready for something to happen and then it was over.
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