Imagine…
a cool breeze on a warm tropical afternoon…
melting ice-cream tasted slowly…
burning ice...liquid heat...
the discreet purr of a grey Persian cat…
over a Persian rug…
distant tinkering of bells…like diamonds falling on glass…
Sensuality is the shape of black, emerging from shades of white…unfathomable…
A drop of cream in a lake of coffee…slivers of white devoured by deep brown…
secret smiles…for secret reasons…
the play of violins over songs of silence…
notes that stir the passions within…
the play of light over intense eyes…
engrossed in listening through sight….
her long dark hair when it falls just right…
shades of red…a flicker of delight…
warm cake when fresh from the oven infused
with intoxicating scents of ground coffee on a rainy afternoon…
hot on cold..
demure…bold
quixotic…mysterious…
its elusive but not quite…
sensuality is my way of life!
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