And I want to take that woman back to our room, spend hours enjoying her body, the ocean breeze blowing in through the open windows, the light slowly fading as evening turns to night, both of us pleasuring each other for hours, taking breaks to catch our breath, pour new glasses of wine, walk out to the balcony to enjoy the stars before we start touching and kissing again. I prefer the calming tones of azure and emerald, the musky aromas of damp moss mingled with the invigorating scent of fresh pine, the vastness of the plains far below making one feel small, the frosty bite of a gentle breeze wafting over my bare body eliciting a shiver before pulling the comforting warmth of the woman in the mirror to me. Well if you will excuse th expression ." I died and went to Heaven " .But then I'd be dead .And BELIEVE me . I want the REAL thing , mmmm. The beautiful woman in the mirror would make the trashest of places look like you would want to vacation there ; ) Your beauty is mesmerizing. To be with you there on that beach would be heaven on earth, a sensory Shangri-La.
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