her curves

How can I forget those hands
Those lips
Oh lets not even talk about those eyes
Why not
Because
She already caught me
Caught me in them
Found the inner most parts
Of me stroking
Baby your curves the
Parts you think you don’t have
I love your smooth skin
You have this glow and when
I touch you
My hands
They burn, so hot to the touch
I love you, us
You are luminescent
You are a seraph, queen
Your chocolate color
And your sweet taste
No wonder you have me addicted
Baby your curves 
The things you say you don’t have
The way when you look at me and see beauty
I see heaven when look at you
The way your sides curve in
And then come out just a tad
To form your hips
Again the things you say you don’t have
I love to have my lips on it
My hands on you
My love with you
Mira your curves
Oh your love
My love
As I touch your face and
It fits to my hand
Oh your curves
I love you
A slight sigh answers my call