I wish these eyes could truly see
The divine beauty you carry so effortlessly.
Until that day, my heart imagines your light—
A grace that makes even distant stars seem bright.

I wish these eyes could truly see
Your divine beauty before me.
Until that day, my heart will find
Your brightest light lives in my mind.

I wish these eyes could meet your radiant light,
And see your divine beauty shining bright.
Yet truest beauty lives beyond the view—
The soul beholds what eyes can never do.

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Not with hands, but with reverence, I trace your form in flame,
Each curve a sacred stanza, too wild for any name.
Your skin—the scripture silence wrote when stars began to sing,
And in your naked presence, even shame forgets its sting.

I’d kneel before
Your fierce delight,
And worship you
Both day and night.
To trace the arch
Of shoulder bare,
To kiss the heat
That lingers there.

My lips explore your sacred flower,
A dance of heat, a sacred hour.
You bloom beneath my careful touch,
Each gasp a gift I love so much.

I crave the glance that dares retreat,
The bitten lip, the blushing heat.

I’ll burn a trail across your skin,
With kisses cool that pull you in.
Down your neck, soft ice will glide,
Awakening the flames inside.

My lips, they ache to meet with yours,
To open wide love’s hidden doors.

Your eyes, your lips, that sculpted grace,
The holy beauty in your face.

How every photo that I see
Still steals the breath and light from me.

I crave your soul, your breath, your skin—
To let you drown me deep within.

Your nectar lingers on my tongue

Your glistening skin, a sacred shrine.

Your body's poem fulfills my need.

"Am I Yours?"

Let lips explore and hands confess
The heat that hides in holiness.

Where endless worship must begin.....

She parts her petals, soaked in sin,
And dares you now to dive within.

Her belly soft, her waist refined,
A sculpture carved by gods aligned.

To kiss them once would be my sin,
To taste the bliss that lies within.

goddess wrapped in lace...

I’ll lick, I’ll kiss, I’ll suck, I’ll moan—
Till all you know is love full-blown.

Spread your thighs, a temple wide,
Where I shall worship, tongue as guide.

No higher prayer could ever be,
Than tasting you so endlessly.

Her lips, a chalice warm and sweet....

Thighs part like silk, your nectar flows.....

Past half-open lips, my tongue must slide.

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i bet none taste better than this sweet pussy hole

an angel's pussy

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I WISH. ....

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