specky1

A blind eye was turned to your affection, Such happy smiles, a sweet complexion, That gaze of longing, I do so adore, Tis what I look forward to, more and more. A kiss that's made by tender lips, brings electricity down my fingertips. A rush of pleasure, no simple bliss, such intense passion in one small kiss. It's this act that I'll always enjoy, along with all those smiles, your face so coy.