My black Love

The look was like a glamor with a beautiful and dirty sight on that particular moment 

oh, she said! Please drive me well to hell or wherever you want, kill me with your love, this kind of love is rear...

everything drawn from her was endless, that feeling of joy dries not and is a sweetener to the body and soul

with her faded eyes and with the cool breezy atmosphere, just under the coconut tree by the beach side, with a roasted game and a red wine

she screamed out drag me down, pull me down to the sands and treat me dirty, treat me like a slot but I'm a queen, I don't care!

Her eyes were fallen and sexy already, and her kisses was so good with that taste  
it was getting darker and togetherness with her was a romantic settlement
 
oh, she screamed again, where are you from my love? I said ''africa'' then you are my dream come true!

My black love, please don't let this feeling drive me crazy! already you are killing me with your moves and styles

Please do anything to my body, revive me again, you are my god and my black Leo...

Author's Note

This is just a little of it but I have to start with a word

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Wonderful and beautiful words for your love. I liked the feel of appreciate and concern for her. No weakness in the outstanding poetry. The words danced to perfection.
Coyote

[Crosby Idasa]

Thank you so much my friend, right review

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Crosby. I enjoyed this one.

[Crosby Idasa]

Cool Coyote, thank so much for the enjoyment it gave to you