THE BEAUTY OF EVERY NAKED BODY

Oh what beauty
not captured on film;
not possible from a brushstroke;
it is YOU...your naked body.

As you slowly walk
your hips swing
like soft waves
on a calm sea.

The ripe fruit
on your bosom swings
back and forth
like pomegranates.

The glistening of your
silky garden that
covers the gates of
your velvet chamber of fire.

As I adore your presence
I remember with desire
the perfect lover you are;
trained by Eros and Venus.

So perfect, so satisfying.
I can see your raised full hips
on a red, red pillow;
your opening and inviting legs
with an invitation to enter.

Oh, my gorgeous real, adorable,
one of a kind, wanted, and
needed lady of fire,You
more than turn me on.
You burn me UP.

I am waiting for you
at the Kissing Place