Roses of London

The sensation of touch and senses unite in masterpieces.

Both body and mind … growing together to create a perfect power within a personal relationship of the soul.

Like you the “Creation” A free “Woman” with a heart of gold.

I haven’t seen the magnificent captivation shine through someone’s eyes before.

Yours penetrated the depth of my trust and value.

More so my brain bolds the other night’s sensational moment.

My hands on your sensational & wanting body:

roaming soft, firm, and meaningful.

Electric enjoyment radiating my every organ.

You enjoyed the Light kisses which I planted; positively given on neck and back.

This is what real lovemaking and free spirit caress and feels like.

You hair dreaded and perfect and shining of the Gorgeousness

The “Violet Flame” you are and made me feel.

I want the “fire” of London Roses to melt any bad thoughts away.

It just makes the mental orgasm mean something real and true …

For you and I to roam this earth with eyes open wide.

We were balanced to the time spent.

Sparkly love was made.

I could spend hours looking at your happy thoughtful face.

And given sometime between the two,

my touch will breathe Goosebumps

through my sweet, gentle, and Free loving kisses.

I would do this if you let me.

I would trace kisses on every inch of your skin in its tanned & smoothed entirety.

Being that this poetic offer from I is presented emotionally to you.

Knowing that through these amazing words and breathtaking thought of you!

Realizing the deep light I have imaged of what I will be for you; Like giving you passionate glory over your thoughts, which I could see, took you to a place you struggled from giving in to fully.

That night with my fingers holding your head gently against my chest, all relaxed inside as twitter-patted raps me up like bed sheets.

I noted the release of all your issues of past and present go out the door, and you were someones for a split second.

Who would you really want that to be?

I saw the flames leap; I felt how for one second you met yourself as queen!

I could tell that you might have been scared, because you may think that free love is giving yourself to anyone. Not so, you deserve to choose who when and where. You deserve meaningful sex even if at the time, they are shared together with others.

Your body to me is a perfect vessel to house proper love, which in return reveals trueness within your smiling heart, and will trustingly make my heart jump 3 beats thrice.

To me I couldn’t ask for much more, for your breath, your living life, Magnificence, touched me sweetly.

Now it would mean the world to me for you,

my bright shiny thing holding your roses…

To give me a night to had you my personality .. and a blissful chance to dance with your heart.

Miss Roses of London, will you be mine for the day or more?

Picture credit: Pixabay – released under Creative Commons CC0 as a public domain.

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