Good Morning!

 
I stretch as I get out of bed,
letting the thin sheet
that was my only covering
fall to the floor,
as I stand in front of my mirror.
Ah, what a sight to be greeted with
every morning;
I grab my glasses
off the bedside table
to better appreciate the view.

If a higher being exists
and crafted this body
they must be a very lewd
and insatiably lascivious  
god indeed,
to have been so generous
with these curves.

I run my fingers up my stomach,
then over my breasts,
feeling the pleasing weight;
my small and delicate hands
not large enough to encompass
the lusty globes.
My nipples start to peak
at my slight touch;
this wonderful body
as readily responsive as always.

My hands move back downwards,
tracing the shape
of my wide, curvaceous hips,
as I turn around,
looking behind me.
I grin as the very best
of my already
highly appreciated features
is revealed;
pert and rather exorbitant
in it's enchanting
size and shape.

I lift my soft, wavy locks
off of my back and neck,
letting them fall back down
in a rainbow shower,
and delight in the way
the early morning sun,
streaming in through the window,
reflects off the bouncing curls.

I turn back around
and get close to the mirror
a single finger
tracing along my soft, pink lips,
which are stretched
in an unconscious smile.

I look myself
in the heavily lashed eyes,
over the top of my stylish
and ever loved glasses.
These are brown upon a glance,
but containing so much more
in their depth;
the light orange of caramel,
hues of smokey blue,
and emerald green,
combining with the light
tawny base
to create a sparkling result
that ensnares those
who can be torn away
from the rest of me.

I pull back
and grab my clothing for the day,
pulling on the colorful,
lacy underthings
before the jeans and t-shirt.
My choice in garments
is ever humble and covering;
one of the best parts
of being me
is that I am one of the very few
who is allowed to see
what lies beneath their folds.