Raven in A Blue Dress

Raven curls spilled dreamily across her bare, majestic shoulders,
Down her back, and o’er her curvy, rolling hips,
As she tossed her head so playfully, while riding hard her blue eyed pony,
Love on her face, more than a trace, hot sighs and lips;
He snuggled up behind her, so glad that they were now together,
Held her close to him, and treasured every beat,
They fell asleep together, curled up and cuddling, bare naked angels,
Wrapped up in charms, each others arms, simple and sweet;
They woke up in the morning, to orange skies and rushing rivers,
Sleepy forests, misty mountains, and waterfalls,
They clutched each other forcefully, overwhelmed with joy and passion,
To so embrace, nuzzle her face, joy tears to fall;
She put her blue dress back on, getting ready for their travels,
Flicked her hair across the moment like a song,
They held each other closely, enamored of each precious moment,
A love so rare, together there, where they belong,
A love so rare, together there, where they belong.