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By M.Zabka Submitted by Kirk Date: 2002 May 11 Comment on this Work [[2002.05.11.12.33.5534]] |
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You gently flick the covers away And stand beside the bed Just long enough for me to see you, Admire you. Your short hair exposing your soft, supple nape Your gently sloping shoulders, Your full, heavy breasts, The soft and gentle contours of your stomach That melt into the curves of your hips, Your thighs. Your skin is warm and soft and fragrant, Inviting. The redbrown triangle of your heat points downward As if to direct me to the prize that awaits. I look at you in silent appreciation For the sight of you, My beauty, my muse, Never fails to inspire me. |