Beauty

Your beauty is like fine porcelain,
blazed by an perpetual flame
Your figure an enticing passion,
Yet with a youthful innocence.

Your body moves with the motion,
Of a gentle ocean wave,
Your touch, an impassioned caress of ecstasy,
Calm, soothing,, and sated.

Your blue eyes are silent ponds reflecting,
The depth of your beauty within,
Your soft hair flows in silky tresses,
Over your shoulders of soft, smooth flesh.

Your lips, red and luscious, like that of rose petals
Lustrous in the morning dew;
Your kiss, pleases our deepest desires,
Yet, torments us when ended.