Silky lights nor a suttle flow nor a slick gust
amusing me, flirting and jumping
from surface to surface
Suddenly you turn,
they disappear into the abiss
a trinkle of smiles on your cheek,
your's decides where they lay
Several slide of your hips,
yellow curves shine so bliss
Silky lights fused with peaceful lust
A lash of light sits upon your breast
your hair gentely brushes it away
Silver flakes rest upon your waist
A ribbon stands between but a flake goes a stray
Two have found a home on your lips,
the tongue trys remove them
They jump onto the tongue and again they're home,
your lips caress them
Silky lights glide melting thin dark crusts
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