My brunet VI

She welcomes me with an open smile, And looks on with deep gratitude She stares at my vibrating black lips Her smile fades away without attitude, I look on with disbelief That this was my dearest brunet Standing there waving to me like a leaf To come in for my truest of fantasy She opens her arms for me to dash in And reproduced the lovely smirk Again a look in my eyes, and my feet Expecting me to move closer to her My heart thudded the rib-cage My feet became weak ground-bound powerless My head started to echo the heart-beat As I went down on my knees She gave a sly scream skipping to me Grabbed my west and caressed my head smoothly She stares right into my eyes with tender care And kissed my forehead magically and gently My eyes closed themselves with acknowledgment As my heart slows down the race and hammering My body began to feel the real enjoyment And my lips moved unwillingly murmuring She searches my eyes and lips for a word and meaning I look back from the deep comfort of her breasts, wondering!