Each eye has their
own vision of beauty,
My vision of beauty
is him,
He
His
Him
His mocha skin
touches me on
the outside all the
way to within,
He
His
Him
His chocolate eyes
sparkle when near,
His hands interlock
mine as he takes
me on a high,
His high
My high
Our high
My eye holds
the beauty of
Him
He
His
My eye
My vision
My beauty
H-i-m.
Emotional musings
Life is short..... but it's long enough to make you forget.....that it doesn't last for ever!
Photography at its most candid
Open collective to share what you have learned
Scene Around Me
kaizen on my lexapro
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The Adventures of an Erotica Author (18+)
Addiction Resource & Sober Living Ideas
finding happiness
I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
Emotional musings
Life is short..... but it's long enough to make you forget.....that it doesn't last for ever!
Photography at its most candid
Open collective to share what you have learned
Scene Around Me
kaizen on my lexapro
A great WordPress.com site
Aren't you awesome for visiting my blog!?
Writing \ Research \ Photography
तपाइँलाई यो सानो वेबपेजमा स्वागत छ । paudelpadamprasad@gmail.com
The Adventures of an Erotica Author (18+)
Addiction Resource & Sober Living Ideas
finding happiness
I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.
Cami*Star Poetry 
Beautiful!
Aaww thank you ❤