There’s magic in the earth tones
Which stain her skin
Mysteries in her dark spaces
She is art, as if God painted
A portrait of my ideal woman
What he creates is her
It’s the way every inch of her body
Is uniquely hers
From the arch of her back
To the ridges in her belly
Her vessel has a whole
An invitation for love
There’s a softness to her
Magnified when the suns rays
Caress her skin
In that moment in light
I wish I could do the same
The life lines above her thighs
Tell a story I’m eager to read
Chapters I yearn to explore
A lick of my thumb
I’ll turn her page
Being careful not to skip
A single word of her journey
She aims to please
She’s written fantasies between her knees
Only an open mind can set free
Open, exposed in her element
Her mystery still reigns supreme
She’s exquisite when bare
The lust in my eyes
Appreciates her for it