How beautiful I am
With eyes of blue
Deeper than the seas
Honest and true.
Looking far beyond
The wall put up by you.
Looking for a response
Chemistry to start anew.
Soft are my lips
Pale pink in shade.
Signs and signals with them
to you I have made.
Movement of butterflies
They flutter sending signs.
I'm crazy for you
they would say if you read my mind.
A voice of the sea
Waving peaceful and gently.
With my words I could pull you away
If you would just let me.
Calming and sweet
Like waves hitting the shore.
Harmonic and insisting
Always wanting more.
Hands so soft
Slipping across your body like silk.
Caressing you close
Soft white powder as milk.
Only two do I have
Yet with each touch from me
Softening your heart
True with a virgin's purity.
My body is a whirl pool
Drawing you near
My body language
The only words you hear.
An entire being
Embryonic and real.
My body for you
Is longing to feel.
My company is pleasing
Allowing each of your sides to shine.
In my company
Your happier now you will find.
Dare I spoil
The vision pictured by you
If I were to whisper
What would you do?
A touch from me
Pleasurable at the least
And on my body
Your hands can feast.
But if the meal
Ever comes to be
With your mind
Will you still adore me?
It is nice to hear her words in a more positive note however as her mother, I must admit it is a little uncomfortable. She wanted her first time to be special and with the one she would eventually marry. I wish it had been.
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Words a Mother Never Heard (Wattys2016)
PoetryA young woman who was always the life of the party, quick to tell a joke, always smiling and happy, tragically dies at age 23. What her mother found after her death reflected a much different young woman, her poetry. Her words showed a young woman c...
