The swirl of long curly blonde hair.
falling, cascading like a waterfall.
Those special moments we share
two shadows dancing on the wall.
The taste of love's nectar on her lips
her muscles taut and then flowing.
That certain way she moves her hips
a stir as my passion keeps on growing.
The overpowering heat and feeling I get
when those precious moments appear.
Loving uncontrollably with no regret
I smile at my lady and pull her near.