A world apart

A hesitant look seeking approval,  
shy yet inviting,  
holding arms  
across the flat of her stomach.  
A primal instinct for survival  
yet standing proud and fierce,  
the utmost show of bravery in a naked world.  
Lean hips and the aroma of two day old body odor,  
earthy, pungent, and a little sweet.  
The scent ignored, covered up and masked  
but the most enticing human smell of all,  
the animal scent,  
mixed with something more,  
The invisible pheromones of lust.  
Tired, sick, jet lagged,  
traveling half the world,  
needing sleep more than love.  
Two thousand years of evolution emerge  
to care and nurture and protect.  
aroused all night from the warmth of her body  
and the scent from her skin,  
gently holding this fragile dream,  
hoping to hide the flaws she knows all too well,  
In love with the soft, yielding heat of her.