Her curves flow like the ocean waves,
Her skin as soft as a rose petal,
And every step she takes,
My heart skips a beat without settle.
Her eyes sparkle like the stars above,
Her smile, a ray of pure light,
And when she walks into a room,
My senses take flight.
Oh, the stunning body of a woman,
A work of art that leaves me speechless,
And with every single glance,
My admiration only grows more and more ceaseless.
Her beauty is beyond compare,
A masterpiece of nature's design,
And when I'm lucky enough to see her,
My heart is filled with joy divine.
Her curves are not for others' gaze,
But a celebration of her own form,
She walks with grace and confidence,
Her spirit weathered every storm.
Her eyes reveal a depth of soul,
A window to her heart and mind,
And when she speaks, her words ignite,
A fire that leaves me truly blind.
About the Creator
Scorpion
My love for the craft of writing drives me to put my heart and soul into every word I write.
The Fish Song
The room didn’t smell like disinfectants. Its fragrance seemed light and not overbearing. A soft mixture of lavender and mint permeated the space. No beeping machines or any tubes hooked up to four-year-old Kaleeka. Her cacao skin seemed to glow from the light over her head. The family, save for one and the doctors and nurses exited the room like a trail of saints showing their last vestiges of regard.
By Skyler Saunders7 days ago in Fiction
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