Lewis Raynes Poet Quatrain

Love: Sexy Legs

Her legs, they’re long, they’re slim, they proudly stride, 
Owning the dark of the street,
And they both have pure, lines of hot, 
Exuding a sensual heat, 

They’re my poison, my drug, my toxic desire,
That I think of every day,
Devouring every thought of reasonableness, 
In a crazed little thoughtful ballet,

I love her legs, the soft and smooth, 
I love the fall from her thigh to the ground,
I love every beautiful curve her legs have, 
They’ve got me completely spell bound,

I love her legs, both beautiful legs, 
They’ve switched a love switch in my head,
Her legs are all I can think of each day, 
Till I’m in heaven, beside them, in bed.

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David Smith January 17, 2018 at 12:00 AM I keep telling people Ausie poets aren't half bad. I just didn't expect to be proved right so often. Been a while since I stopped by Lewis. Good to see you still posting along with others from the wrong side of the ditch. Best regards from David in NZ Lewis Raynes January 20, 2018 at 3:56 AM Thanks David, looking forward to writing about the great all black demise in the day night series here :), us Aussie new zealanders always have something special cheers mate from over the ditch.

Maria Williams January 4, 2018 at 6:34 AM Definitely a new slant on legs - very sensual - Well described...Maria Lewis Raynes January 4, 2018 at 9:42 AM Thanks Maria, legs get overlooked too often I think. :)

Judith S January 3, 2018 at 5:43 AM This is a new take on legs :P Nicely penned my friend!! Lewis Raynes January 4, 2018 at 9:41 AM Thanks Judy, yep I like legs :)