I watched the trails of my fingers on her blue skin,
My heart could not even just comprehend
Yet overwhelm this feeling
of feeling insecure.
As i did reach to see her eyes
I did feel like there was a darken sparkle in my mind,
a kind of ever lasting madness, encouraged by her lusty eyes.
My demons preached me to let it go, and so did my angels.
And I did let go, still aware of the insecurity I had as I did rise her up to me,
like a new born bay child shed's start to laugh, giggling ,
her hands reaching for my breast......
It last a few moments more, the awful insecurity
and then i fell for her. May fall was ferocious , my both sides left out, for
she screamed my name.
I was both a lusty angel and a loving demon, as always a paradox.
I think , back then , my mind was in a mess, a hurricane of feelings wraped insides me,
a hell of moans coming out of her delicate mouth.
I'd do all for her and end her up when my whole inside would feel fully filled.
Outside, the morning was slowly creeping to us ,
yet my lover was craving for more darkness.
I'd just kiss her forehead , again feeling insecure.
What did I just do to her?
