blessed with
a star spangled smile
that they all lust after
you create the perfect mood.
finding the right words is arduous
so I let my imagination and
wittiness, exemplify the delicacy
set before me.
with those eyes, which seem like
rare gems, asleep in a fresh water
pond,constantly struck by the sun
and those lips, like apples,
which haven't been touched
by the stained hands of men,
you seem to keep me allured.
your neck stands like a tour of ivory
as I climb down to your breasts
which are like heaps of wheat
set among lillies,
like fresh grapes
from the morning dew,
your navel is a golden goblet
which hasn't felt the sweetness
of wine.
your thighs stand like pillars
of emerald, and your hair
flows like the finest silk,
from the ends of the world,
your hands are soft as raw cotton
and your feet are so smooth,
your body, in its meticulous definition,
is my authentication that indeed,
God, is the most proficient craftsman.
- k y r v t
