Faithful Man

The small of her back Dimples perfectly placed The halt of keeping track Of the challenges you've faced That slightly crooked grin That draws you in to bed The butterflies within She lives inside your head The Clean, white linen She carefully adorned your mattress Just for you to get in And playfully make a mess Her perfect, natural curves And small, yet honest breasts Only, you she serves You receive her very best No makeup, need she wear Her beauty is much too deep In awe, you gratefully stare Your blessings, you reap