An Angel descends

Curious

With dark sensuous thoughts

As she moves clear from within a mist.

Creamy is her flawless

Complexion

Long black shinny hair

As the wings of a Raven.

Full breast, firmed

Laden with the juices of life

Bursting with endless passion

Waiting to be unleashed.

Flat is her tummy

Revealing

A scar, tiny and round

Some might call an inny

Where a cord of life

Once held her in place

In the sacrate security

Of a Goddess womb.

Buttocks, hips and thighs

Shaped to perfection

Soft as creamy white clouds

Sailing across blue skies.

Attracted by digits ten

All begging

To be succulently kissed

Beautifully painted

A fire engine red.

From sensuous toes

Eyes roll to vision

Moist, tender, sweet, pink lips

Laced with morning dew

Glittering in the sunrise

Of a bright new day

Within a hidden valley

Of silky ebony hair

Trails spread,

I stare, she dares.

Lips met lips

Crazed to near insanity

Both swallowed

Into the thralls of the ecstasy

Of A Dark Angel

Fallen.

By: William Bonilla

“D’Artagnan”

11/06/08