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love as her locks falls atop her shoulders then to her breasts, her grin turns into a smile. showing her brilliant teeth. luminous and shining they are, mere perfection. or at least that's how it appears. her normal regular face turns into a jubilant face filled with joy radiating from all sides. to you and only you, the lover of the of lovely. Her face deserves caressing and so I do. I do. Slowly starting from her luscious voluptuous hazel hair. Down slowly past her eye brows until I can simply look into her eyes. Her eyes imitate the blue of the sky, round and deep. Feeling as if I had entered a new realm. Her realm. When her eyes met min

The days of winter slowly dwindle to their end, to give rise to spring. Where the lilacs and roses will ravage and bud into the beautiful flowers they are. But not all is what it appears the flowers entangled with time itself. The great migration of the melodic monarch and the birds. The days dwindle down to the day where the ground hog rises, to tell weather the winter will persist or truncate. The winter's calming-ly white snow gives way to the bright green of the lush plants. The seemingly quite air soon becomes filled by the cacophonous melodic melodies of birds chirping, bees buzzing, and crickets chipping. The time has changed, to wher

I've mainly been copying other deviant's works, but if i get an idea that maybe looks good i can draw it