My Fallen Angel

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My Fallen Angel


I love the hunger in my Angel’s gaze

instilled in sultry silence her expression

a willful, loving, lasting bared obsession

I love the hunger in my Angel’s gaze


I crave the silken softness of her touch

caressing whispers carried on a breeze

touched light or firm, my all she owns with ease

I crave the silken softness of her touch


I crave the hills and hollows of her frame

the pleasance of her verdant vistas dream

the way her morning dew sublimes to steam

I crave the hills and hollows of her frame


Exciting are her lips that smile for me

so sweetly and yet wickedly they call

they ask so little, knowing they own all

exciting are her lips that smile for me


The graceful curve of neck she offers me

soft fragrant hair upon her shoulders falls

one kiss – one sigh – her scent my soul enthralls

the graceful curve of neck she offers me


So deftly she emerges from her clothes

the greatest pleasure ever to these eyes

a goddess to this mortal drawing nigh

so deftly she emerges from her clothes


Such loveliness, with pleasure I behold

her begging breasts bewitch the babe in me

each curve and crevice meld alluringly

Such loveliness, with pleasure I behold


With wicked glee, her halo tossed away

of pleasures shared, no gentlemen dare sings

sans angel wings ‘tis ravishing she brings

with wicked glee, her halo tossed away


I love the way my love delights in me

can’t help but love the hunger in her gaze

that she loves me continues to amaze

I love the way my Love delights in me

 

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The easy description is:Six foot four20-21 stone *280 lbs+*Silver blond hairWhite goateebald on top, full on the sidesI’m large... fast on my feetand built like a brick shithousebut, with a heart as soft as warmc

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