Your Body

Your body speaks to me in form, and movement
It pulls, compels, and dispels all others
who have a notion to veil my eyes
against this untapped emotion
which goes down deep.

Your point seven ratio that is your hips to your
waist brings about my primal desire
which wishes to give you a taste
while you lay with your back
arched in ecstasy for me.

Legs so smooth, lean, long as you stand
over me in high heels and a thong.
I reach up to bring you in
closer, but can it ever
be close enough?

The symmetry of your smiling face to your
eyes of the deepest blue compels
me to compromise and do any
naughty thing you might wish
between me and you.

I am yours and your body
Well….
It’s mine tonight