Those lips, as you slide them across each other , that friction.
It makes me feel wanna solve that equation.
Those breasts! when you put on that what dress
The solid strong nipples seem to be asking me for an address
The eyes, when they roll in their sockets they seem to be questioning my pockets.
The nose, sharp as a pin, pierces my heart and makes me write sonnets.
The wasp like waist, are you a sister to Shakirah?
It swings like a very weak pillar
The bums, #God have mercy!
They are the complete description of a temptation if i may say
And too bad, she belongs to my clan
Does anyone got a better plan??
©alafat
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