07-22-2011, 03:19 AM
He long ago lost track of just how many
West Coast minutes lapsed, while gazing at
those eyes of liquid Bisbee-Blue. Each time
she passed, on lissome steps to top his day
like Crème Brule. The titillating shade
of Summer's evening hue would gently tease him
as it filtered through a sheer sundress--
delineating all the best
of every asset she possessed.
Bisbee Blue Original:
He long ago lost track of just how many
West Coast minutes passed, while gazing at
those eyes of liquid Bisbee-Blue. Each time
she passed, on lissome steps to top his day
like Crème Brule. The titillating shade
of Summer's evening hue would gently tease him
as he watched it filter through a sheer
sundress--delineate the best
of all the assets she possessed.