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🔥Desire

Mysterious Tales

Nanda Regine

Mystery took over the atmosphereCoats of black shielded her eyesYet the scent of cedar wood and citrusLanded softly on her noseA gust of steam strobed her neckUpon the arrival of succulent skinThat graced a pair of lipsDesire out ruled this mysteryHer trail of thought wondering offTo locations only herFreaky side has ever knownLips proceeded their stroll alongPetals of ebony plainsDetermined to reach the milestoneThat was her bosomTo breathe during a war with a moanWas a battle he knew he couldFinalize and toConquer her erotic waveHer gentle hands draped in innocenceTantalizingly danced along the miniscule hairsThat stretched their spines along his neckDown to the fortress of his backHe held his breathHoping that the universe couldGrant him with force fieldsWorth holding solar systemsIn order toNot break before he sunk intoHer milky waysJust yetHer freaky side resided comfortablyIn her domainHer eyes swirling with erotic cosmosThat sucked him inAnd inWhat is a man to doWhen the woman knows exactlyWhat she wants

— Nanda Regine

From “Inside Her Roses”