My love

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Lighting new cigarettes
Taking more shots
I laid next to a half naked middle aged woman. So voluptuous.
I lit a blunt and clutched onto my drawing pad. I drew a woman who swam twelve oceans and drowned in every single one of them but each time the water seeped into her lungs and sharks started swimming in her bloodstream.

I flipped the page and blew a strand of hair out of my face as I puffed. I drew again.

She spat the Sharks up and continued swimming. Throughout her journey she uttered as she floated on top of the waves 'I will make it to the shore alive'

I gazed at the drawings and puffed out, the smoke danced seductively in the air and faded once they hovered around my love's necklace she left a few days ago.

The lady turned around, and complimented the drawing and I would be lying if I said she wasn't sexy.
Her slim thighs touched each other and her hair was a dark gloomy lustrous red.
Her breast were angled proportionally. They stood up and they were big.
Her skin was as soft as silk and her freckles were the exact number on each side of her cheeks.
She was mixed race, Mexican and Spanish. 5'6 in height. The exact opposite of my love,

My love's breast weren't exactly 'up' , they weren't saggy but they were somewhat low. She was far from a flat stomach. It's quite wide and stout. Sometimes she had razor bumps on her vagina and she wasn't at all big backed.
Her thighs were thick yes, but that type of thick were its just fat.
Her wrists are tired of being painted on every Sunday.

But I still adore her. I crave her hands around my neck. I've described her without any piece of clothing on. And to other guys it may seem like a big mess, a painting with ugly colours splashed upon it with no sympathy.

But I see her as a canvas, a clean white canvas. I don't splash my colours with no intention of making it beautiful. I carefully carve.

I asked the woman beside me who she loves and the responded with 'myself'

But when I ask my love what she loves, she mentions all the soul refreshing things in the world, but never herself.

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