Lexicon of a duke and his lady mystery
The duke had his hands upon her,Her skin quivered to his sweet lips;
The touch of his gaze - her lips bit his hand in nibbles - he knows her so well;
Simply his hand on her heart made him dream of rivers of silk;
Roads or rose buds drifting in the current's of the air .. drenched in the mist's of morning dew..
She heaved a sign of relief,
Her heart shifting inside her like grain silo's filled with grain are want to do as they fill in spring...
There is a time for thought and a time for action... he will, he want's to her mind posed !
Her eyes closing as his silky lips caressed her skin like drifting petals on the rivers below..
Her heart raced ... jumping like a river of nickles down the road,
His hands ran her length .. the drifting in her eyes ... filled with the white delight of snowy oblivion;
As his hand moved over her gently..
Her hand caressed his thigh; moving sensually over his skin; his lips; his thighs ...
Her eyes over his body gently.. his face motionless as he breathed her in...
Closing in with his tongues caress to her thighs and hips
He moved within her grasp flowing like water trickling over rocks,
The sound of birds in the distance...
Moving within her heart, her eyes & mind
He slid into her; his tongue caressing her thighs & caressing her clitoris as her hips clenched his face..
Her thighs waving in her mind like a hive of bee's
She arched her hips... grinding his face between her shaking legs,
Panting heavenly... coming so close to her want; her desire.
He drew his body close to her, his thrust pushing her within her rosy pink petals...
She shook ... shocked in delight..
She gently shook, moving her hips as lips upon his body;
A kiss to his mental lips, the caress of his mind tongue inside her depths, inside her heart.
She comes to me his heart whispers like a dragon purring in pure delight!
However her eyes closed dreaming inside his mind, pure energetic chaos to his need ..
Rushing a river deep into; onto & though his will..
She caressed him, her eye bright as she shook to his strength,
Coming at last upon him as he came also upon her in the tiny garden of her sacredness...
Come to me he whispered and she did and he to her that very moment.
Come enter the garden love, then upon her wings she does.
(c)DL
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