Walk unpacified strides gently down the way
Moves unpredescented glides gently for the foray
Eyes locked,gaze in a lustful guise
Black gentility melange smiling eyes with a touch of topaz
Fingers tiny in a sexy set unison of a kind
Beautifully and wonderfully made
Longing to disappear
Flee with lips spitting "hi's"
The golden turn,smile of an angel
Oh,what a beauty Monalisa would chide from
Ravishingly raw wound with strewn muscles
Drew me closer than I ever thought
My erudite scholar won't you read me?
Read me like your long long array of books
Shelved and stashed away in places you alone can reach
I noticed you from go...
The day the mountain came to Mohammed
Ever,ever fresh in memory for keeps
As I'm carefully left alone to sort out
The left over of my thoughts
Would I ever let go of you?