Golden Mermaid

Golden Mermaid

On the fresh air or the breeze
Caresses my mind
Where the sun is felt at leisure
That is the enclosure has a kind
communicating its warm sweetness
Leaving admire a creature
with his bulk iron.

Contemplating my sad eyes,
I am dark by
The ripples of her actions,
For a while coming,
It mesmerizes with her ​​body
Hips of mermaid
Which, at each time
Suggests a sea
Or the vibration of hearts
Mingle in contact with the waves.














TheHaitianKid TheHaitianKid
18-21, M
May 8, 2012