Shape of your eyes and hand—so soft and luscious!
Your beautiful mind.
Your laugh fills me with warmth and comfort.
The taste of your infatuation when you kiss me--So sweet,
but at the same time very dull; It’s like a bad after taste.
You can’t get rid of it no matter how many times I try not to think about it.
But, it still linger on my buds.
Your body is the symbol of perfection, from the way your shoulders sit,
that makes your chest pump out just right so when you hold or hug someone
They can feel the beat of your heart.
And, your stomach, the way
it curves in the slightest bit and smoothes out -- better than Egyptian silk.
Your curves are hard to bear when I look at them….the way you stand in front of me,
I can see the shadow of your endless curves.
About the Creator
Dee Livingston
Lover of Life, Learning and Love
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