Locks cascade as a purposeful stream, down the neck so divine.
It pauses to pay homage to the shoulders, curves that soon will be mine.
Piercing, however innocent eyes, allow me to peek within.
As innocently as a siren, in their glow, I swim.
Jaw square and set, as a pyramidís keystone.
Its vigor is deceiving, for their soundness is honed.
The beauty of the neck, lends credence its support.
To hold aloft such beauty, and invite my rapport.
Oh! The breasts, the nourishment of babes,
As perfect an accent, as a sentimental rolling glade.
The subtle tautness of the belly, whence life begins.
Speaks voluminously your fire, allowing a tentative chagrin.
Hips so sublime, voluptuously in tune.
As in their aura, my infatuation, I swoon.
The pungent, yet ambrosia of your flower, my desire.
Utopianly it beckons my lust, a piercing fire.
Legs so steadfast, as stanchions of steel,
Collectively grasp my future, I reel.
Your feet, so tender as a loverís first kiss
Hold firm the structure, my love, my abyss.