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Posted on Monday, July 3 2006 at 11:30 am
Blueprint of a Woman
by Bigg-G
A cool quiet evening, let the music play and I'm thinking of a vision, and now I'm on my way,
on my way to a fantasy, to complete a living dream. A blueprint of a woman, my passion turned extreme.
When I look into her eyes, so clear, so deep, so true, whether brown or green, hazel or blue.
The emotion, the expression that I want to feel and see, as she looks right back into my eyes and steals my heart from me.
Her face is simply beautiful; it is a pleasure for all to see. It is a portrait hidden in my dreams when she is away from me. Her smile can brighten up a room or simply make my day. Her heart makes you believe in love, and for her love you'll always pray.
When she talks to me, I'm captivated by every word she speaks. When she smiles at me and holds my hand, I feel my knees get weak. When she walks, she glides; her motion is nothing short of poetry. It says, I'm sensual, a woman, a lady, classy, pure, honest, loyal, complete.
If I could build, dream, create, or draw a woman on a print that was blue, you would find that my blueprint of a woman would be someone just like you.
DgsII©, 2006
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Blueprint of a Woman
by Bigg-G
A cool quiet evening, let the music play and I'm thinking of a vision, and now I'm on my way,
on my way to a fantasy, to complete a living dream. A blueprint of a woman, my passion turned extreme.
When I look into her eyes, so clear, so deep, so true, whether brown or green, hazel or blue.
The emotion, the expression that I want to feel and see, as she looks right back into my eyes and steals my heart from me.
Her face is simply beautiful; it is a pleasure for all to see. It is a portrait hidden in my dreams when she is away from me. Her smile can brighten up a room or simply make my day. Her heart makes you believe in love, and for her love you'll always pray.
When she talks to me, I'm captivated by every word she speaks. When she smiles at me and holds my hand, I feel my knees get weak. When she walks, she glides; her motion is nothing short of poetry. It says, I'm sensual, a woman, a lady, classy, pure, honest, loyal, complete.
If I could build, dream, create, or draw a woman on a print that was blue, you would find that my blueprint of a woman would be someone just like you.
DgsII©, 2006