I am the sexiest woman alive.
I am the tiger of the forest. I move with an elegance respected among women and men, among my prey. I am the chill of the night, the one that makes you run for shelter, and the one you long to inhale.
I am the mystery of the Night Blooming Jasmine, and the electricity in a touch.
I am the natural perfume of a woman, sensed across the miles. I am the strength of a hero, and the innocence of a child. I am the twinkle in an eye, the glistening of a body. I am the romance of Flynn and the look of Taylor.
I am the fluttering inside you as you jump into the sky. I am the brightest shining star. This is the painting of my mind and imagination… Who are you?
I walk on the streets of silence. This is my world. But there is another world, one tucked away inside of me. It has one door leading out, and that is my fingers. My fingers share the tales of many via pen and paper - or keyboard and monitor.
Inside of me is a world of silk and lace, velvet and satin, cool mint and cinnamon heat. I am whatever I want to be, and whatever you want to envision. Raven hair, doe eyed, full cherry lips -Or golden sparkling hair with crystal blues eyes- lips of baby blush... The Asian beauty with ancient secrets and hypnotic eyes, the African queen with stories untold and a body willing to tell.
Voluptuous body of curves you melt against... or the lean petite one you can throw around as you must 🙂
Read me, enjoy me - let us make love with words.
