She
©carol
voccia 2012
Eyes stare back in ethereal crystals
Lips seep honey in their smeared fullness
Smiles that sneaks up at the corners slipping into a dimpled
crater deep enough
To distract you for a second as you fall into her wake
You know her as
She enters your mind through the aroma of a garden rose or
the scent of wild mint
Leaves shimmer filling her outline with soft yellow spilling
pungent red tinges on her edges.
Her skin- fifty shades of milk, cream and mocha touching as
lighted dawn
Press against her belly as you kiss
The thigh waits in between each breath
Yielding
