Dawning of her elegance.
thrilled by her presence and form.
Her voice ravishes my sense.
The image of her face makes me wax poetic, a work of art to adorn.
the way the sun lifts to light the land.
The order of the cosmos and heaven.
Makes me want to be a better man.
For Such splendor reminds me of her spirits light.
Perhaps heaven sent.
exotic bod and lovely scent.
Clean and ordered, her home.
Desire for her physically makes me moan.
Tell in my senses.
But Time and opportunity would be my fences.
to glance upon her womanhood.
Makes me thing the play would be damn good.
But because I value her inner woman.
as that must always come first.
to appreciate, her highs and lows.
and her whole soul.
©redic
R