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Beauty & The Bull – by Penna

8 May 2010 No Comments

Beauty & The Bull

When she awakens in the morning, her beauty awakens with her.

Beauty is to the Bull like water is to the body.

It is a necessity one cannot have life without.

Her magical glow covers her like a halo from a ray of sun.

She is his halo.

When the Beauty teases the Bull, it isn’t a red cape that he sees – oh, no!

It is the aura of her sensuously beating red heart.

Beauty blurs his vision and takes control over his animalistic senses.

When he is snooting and stomping and welled up with fire, it isn’t anger fury we see.

Oh, no – we have it all wrong!

It is his frustration and impatience to such intense erroneous arousal he feels.

He wants his Beauty NOW!

He is anxiously charged with desirous lust and dangerously passionate longings.

Of all the physical pleasures that she is more than willing to offer to him.

He wants his Beauty NOW!

The Bull’s Beauty is his prize.  She is his pride.

— Penna

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