Saturday, 26 October 2013

Black Leather

The sound of his foot steps
Across the concrete floor
Echoed through the warehouse
And chilled me to the core

He looked so raw and tough
Dressed in tight black leather
From his head to his boots
Will I hold it all together?

The creak of his jacket
Is a wonderful sound
As he walks through the door
My fears are unfound

There he stands all in black
Such a pillar of strength
Looking sleek and handsome
Can`t keep him as arms length

With a smile on his face
I leap into his arms.
With the smell of leather
I`m putty to his charms

Was listening to Black Leather from Guns and Roses
It just got me thinking  lol

© Lis Bull 2013

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