Whirlwind through open girl in dance a beauty spin.. perfumed gentle breeze dress spun her scent
then spun again.. back room mook name of ‘Duke’ macked across glass floor..
cultural acceptance.. she loves Arian or Moor
dream felt put to thought may come anywhere life kissed.. dream is all your own.. proof unique exists..
dreamland entry has no sentry seen he must decide.. know for sure this woman pure.. decides just who may ride..
her very special wagon.. her own special tail.. wiggle giggle tease she will.. message to the male.. man best admire.. words gentle with class.. her mind-body scent her strength.. she gives away no ass.. gentleman may see her.. miss her signal sent.. she will pause polite his cause.. until she must pay rent..
good days when passion spent.. her lover boy or gent..
down and dirty.. virgin act.. her love is all the same.. no promise beyond passion.. no love spent in a game..
just chemistry with her passion in time mate.. free laughs loving happy.. they crash heaven’s gate..
dreams passion weightless loving seconds seem like days.. angel spook.. polite or mook.. love clears aways the haze..
compass for the maze..
Things that fail in the extreme, given time, will fail in society.. Peace T.
©AC.3.5.12.arr././
