It's something about the curvature of your body, it's every inch of your dimension that draws my attention it deserves a standing ovation. Your skin, perfectly kissed by the sun, I'm on a chocolate high. So high that I could be on cloud nine but that would be underestimating your beauty's divine. So perfect, so fine, that no diamond can match your sparkle or no light can match your shine. I inhale every intricate detail that's on your body. Every freckle has been strategically placed on your face. Every star in the galaxy looks at your beauty and are placed in a daze.
~E.S
