Sound of beauty
Vibrations of laughter swing from talented lips, as locked hips leap from emotional add-ons’ with sounds of beauty on eyelid tips I scream such lovely melodies through a daydream video feed in hungry greed muttering…. I’m lovin’ this.
Excitement tiptoes through this vulnerable heart as I sculpt my cries out of a sea of art, I shiver at the control of your expressive voice, and for a moment I feel obligated to let our souls dance its part long enough for love to rejoice.
In passion, I stamp desire on a spiritual empire to be acquired upon rehire and as we begin to mingle this lust within, I feel reborn again and strong enough to brawl with my past for I need to win to amend… and as I swim through the thick and thin, I hope your smile greats me in the end.
Practice shows me how talented I am, as I express this sound to you… the beauty that tickles me though and though comes from the lovable things you do.
I swim hard breathless for miles that run endless to your acceptance, through storm and rain for what I urge to gain. Many worlds may twirl, twist and spin… I‘d sweat oodles, for your grin.
Images pounce on my tiredness, with experience and due diligence I weep with sunder sleep, I smell the sound of love with every song you through around for me… I see the colors of true beauty.
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