Biff McGuire, 26 december 2011
I've seen her silhouette,
the wind and sun reveal to me,
The memory in my mind is set,
shimmering transparent sundress.
The breeze and light in harmony
expose flowing curves and mounds.
Stretching to her limits, showing the job at hand;
new points of interest found.
Morals in hand, I know forbid me.
Still not willing to look away,
Swollen chest and ego command,
this is not the day.
And then awkward retreat,
slow embarrassment for obvious reason.
A punishment of sort,
Gods' reminder that I am a man.
Perhaps another day,
battles lost.
To return and fight another time,
forcing my eyes to follow my feet.
I've seen her silhouette
Terms of use | Privacy policy | Contact
Copyright © 2010 truml.com, by using this service you accept terms of use.
5 november 2024
Freedom From PainSatish Verma
4 november 2024
0411wiesiek
4 november 2024
Słucham jeszcze, jak ostatnieEva T.
4 november 2024
Pure As GoldSatish Verma
3 november 2024
Nie tak całkiem zielonyJaga
3 november 2024
0311wiesiek
3 november 2024
Listopad.Eva T.
3 november 2024
"Surrender"steve
3 november 2024
You Were Not Like MeSatish Verma
2 november 2024
światłojeśli tylko