With her enchanting songs, her rare beauty, and clever tricks, this wild 'wanderess' ensnared my soul like a gypsy-thief, and led me foolish and blind to where you find me now. The first time I saw her, fires were alight. It was a spicy night in Barcelona. The air was fragrant and free.
Your erotic,
A memoir of pleasure.
Caress the streets as through they held the touch of mink,
Leaving only trails of stardust.
Your eyes could Pierce hearts, leaving eternal scars of that moment,
Moments so bittersweet they linger upon the tastebuds of those who dare glance.
You, Stain eyes with curiosity
I dare not blink.