Earth has not anything to show more fair.
Dull would he be of soul who turned away
A sight tempting in its deshabille
The female physique, unadorned and bare.
Her beautiful body,graceful and nude
Curving crevices so open to the eye
Splendid and sun-kissed yet so softly shy
So tempting, so enchanting and so good.
Never has the sun more gently caressed
Her splendiferous valleys,curves and hills
Nor can I gaze on such grace unimpressed
Her shape does shimmer like a bright,white dove
Inviting chaste worship and pious thrills
And fills my full heart with undying love.
White
birch
silver smooth,
reflecting..
in wintry sun
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