Goddess

Her alabaster form lounges
In complete and perfect repose
Long limbs and elegant being
Highlighted by points of rose

Intelligent eyes that shine
Deep dark irises set in green
Her smooth and tight sex
Covered in a glistening sheen

Heavy breasts, firm and full
A stomach strong and lean
Suggestively, she gives hair a pull
Dark, free and wild raven locks

She is a goddess in human form
My meaning and my muse
Beautiful, powerful and defiant
She is not mine, nor others, to use

She is but a beautiful spectre
A myth, a legend that still remains
Her teasing smile still inspires lust
But the truth of her fable, pains

I desire to possess her
But all endeavours fail
How can I own her?
When beside her all pale