Returning unto the college campus and our exclusive Sororities House... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Passing a few of the beautiful girls while as making our way Towards * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * The Victorians pentagon fashioned gazebo; rendezvous Palace of Pleasures * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * A thousand tales ~ Purities sensations bearing their joyful Melodic Renditions * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Rising as anticipations potent keys, begin their masterful compositions Notes ~ * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Designed, in passions poured upon the pages of desires longings; Playing * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Amid her endless eyes and her radiant smiles, paradisiacal perfection; Her Beauty * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * With no need to conceal for all have known and they do know, this our Rejoicing... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Aware that we are not alone as dreamful eyes gaze intently; such Heavenly Love?! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kindling unto these flames they burn; within their secret doors of Kept Desires * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Peering from open windows as oblivious unto the world within their, Touching ~ * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Leaning lightly upon the rail as kneeling gently from behind, to taste, Her Utopias * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Heart shaped glass of her crownful hours, sweetness, upon my Maestros Tongue... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Soft within my palms as deeper I fall into the music, of her concerto's moans; Sighing * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Crescendo's climax as she quivers their coming; rhapsody, unto Breast Set Afire ~