Women Her voice is a crispy a rope invisible her eyes can surly make my heart cripple perfect figure beautiful looks her hairs her smile comes back to my mind more than often A beautiful creation God made women Her inviting eyes can change my pulse her gaze I miss my heartbeats! her feather touch can melt my rock body in a moment she can make me feeble. Her glance shoots invisible laser beams and takes back my own feelings to her wings. she is formed with great divine equations yet she is made for me to be in my loving subjection. her neckline her curves her eyelids and phase hundred messages she gives me in one single glance. ultimate she is her feeble soft touch she says many things in one single ouch! sometimes I feel god has made women and put all men in trouble her eyes can kill me take away my sleep she can tear my peace even though in me she has no interest deep. Class epitome she is can make me hot and also my pulse freeze she thinks not like men. her curious voice my attention seize love is strong as death so her feelings deep her logic for me is simply a mystery her every glance in my heart is automatically backed up as history. Its correctly said and I agree in sigh she can give a sermon! she talks things same but in a way uneven. She is a gift from god to say thanks I have no word Her voice, looks and emotions second to none creation superb admired even from heaven A wonderful creation God made women. Samardhir India
Posted on: Tue, 04 Mar 2014 04:15:51 +0000