Ch 297: Redness of the sky.

She carries herself, wild and free,

Nothing to hide, nothing to flee.

Curves that sing of lust and sin,

Secrets that burn like fire within.

Molten desires that taste the skies,

Hardened nipples, subtle disguise.

Red lights that touch her soul,

Shadows of the night, fearless and whole.

Too hot to tame, too far to name,

Too bold to catch, too fierce to shame.

Transparent soul, clear and whole,

Body arcing beyond her control.