Taken With the Wind
XXV;
His strut screamed cockiness
His smug look yearned for attention
His green elevator eyes
Grazed over me
Like I was a cherished pistol
In his arsenol.
He was cheeky
Domineering
"What can I do ya for,
Johnny Boy?"
His eyes locked on me
While mine locked on his
Riptide biceps
Triceps
Full
Lush
Lips
Cheek bones
Carved from angels
The corners of his
Kisser
holding a cigarette
Puffing out perfect light circles
Before speaking again
His voice sensual
Demanding
Pretentious
Rough.
"Well then?"
His smug look yearned for attention
His green elevator eyes
Grazed over me
Like I was a cherished pistol
In his arsenol.
He was cheeky
Domineering
"What can I do ya for,
Johnny Boy?"
His eyes locked on me
While mine locked on his
Riptide biceps
Triceps
Full
Lush
Lips
Cheek bones
Carved from angels
The corners of his
Kisser
holding a cigarette
Puffing out perfect light circles
Before speaking again
His voice sensual
Demanding
Pretentious
Rough.
"Well then?"
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Oh yes.I went there.
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