She’s spiraling curls
That leave me rapt
Round fingers
That dance through my soul
She’s brown sugar eyes
Melting away doubts
Leaving me
Dripping with desire
She’s crimson lips
With honeydew kisses
Sighing rapture
and screaming fire
She’s broad shoulders
That carry weights
Of sorrows faced
Too heavy for a man
She’s supple arms
And silken skin
That comfort children
And mesmerize men
She’s brazen breasts
Thrusting peaks
That nourish love
And covet bliss
She’s slender waist
And copious hips
Where pleasure thrusts
And gardens grow
She’s a gentle swell
As her stomach yearns
For fertile seeds
To procreate
She’s shapely thighs
Spread wide for life
That clench when agony
And ecstasy arise
She’s slender calves
And feet of gold
To carry her
Throughout the years
She’s a woman
Head to toe
Strong and sinuous
Imperfect and pure
She’s all that…
and more
Patricia Gibson-Williams
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