Her silhouette
Was etched too perfect
Shun

Anyone
Who denies her greatness
As gracious
And gentle as a
First crush
Her long legs
Slowly slid
In thigh high stockings
Toes touched air
Her hair gently sways
As she lays
Back arched
Art
In the way
She poses
As a model or prototype
Of what models
Try to posses
Photogenically perfect
Picture beauty
As an actual being
She can’t be human
I feel
As if
I discovered something new
Fresh
Impressed
Just to witness
You are the shooting star
No one
Will believe I saw
You make a gold mine
Seem worthless
You’re priceless
But I’ll treasure you
Describe you in words?
Ha!
Webster couldn’t do
That
Impossible seems possible
You explained love
Without showing your face
Even diamonds
Can’t shine
With its multiple faces
To make it
Luster like you
I’ll just watch…
I mean
Damn
I’m only a man
Amongst millions
Who would kill
To spend time with you
They would rather spend the night
I’d rather spend
My life

Shallow men appreciate your soul

A holy man would look to you
To make him whole

A grown ass man
Would scream like a child
Just to get your attention

A teenage boy would spend
A weekend in detention
If you just paid him
A visit

A child
We but about his business
If you gave

You are

Couldn’t find the
Words
Yo accurately define
Your greatness

But can gradually
Make you long
For her touch
Lust
Much obluged
To anyone
WHo could Hide
Thier feelings
She make me
Want to scream
Your name
At the edge of a cliff

lust
But what you bring
To me
Is much deeper

But
Can turn around and force lust
Seductive without trying
As you dropped a drip of wine
On your blouse

Opens up room
for discusion

from the finest
Honey dew,
Sweet nectar
Texture
Of silk