Drawn in the untamed state of being <br />Unoccupied by man, not cultivated by any living, <br />Unsettled by any man, wilderness inside of her is creeping <br />Living in a natural, in her wildest thing... <br /> <br />Halt...Plant kisses on these promises of nature <br />Paint those colours, wild rapture of their wildest picture <br />Perform the movement, the sigh and moan of admiration, so pure <br />Of your wildest thing...enhance the passion and capture! <br /> <br />In her wildest thing she lay naked in the wild <br />Looked intently at the SKY's blue eyes... <br />Petals of orange wild flower, touches her skin <br />From lips..down breasts..in between tighs...smoothing on her legs! <br /> <br />Closing her eyes, wild flower on her hair <br />Bit her lips at the shiver she keeps without fear, <br />Readying for the SKY to take her, own her <br />Ripping and tasting...her wildest thing! <br /> <br />(Hmn...the Black Widow...her wildest thing!)<br /><br />Inner Whispers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/her-wildest-thing/
