Sylvan Mistress clad in green

Silver and verdant standing upon the sea

With eyes that immolate resistance

Supple toothsome lips

And thin teal hair under a proud vestal crown

The sapphire steppes converge upon her breast

As she lets me touch Her like a God would touch Her

Her skin preternaturally green. Eyes that stare

The strength of Her long athletic legs overpowering mine

Wooden fingernails perch into my arms leaving a sharp rasp

Her naked wrists branching from my shoulders

Our lucubration leaving Her ever powerful

And I bottled up in a jade glass jar

Resting upon Her thigh as She wanders the woodlands

Alone

 
   

 


 
 
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Happy Birthday!
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Re: #113. Sylvan Mistress
happy birthday
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Re: #113. Sylvan Mistress
Happy Birthday! =D

 
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