MY WOMAN

Blessed, in the feminine nature.

With all senses, I know you're mature.

I know my culture

But, it seems I know you better, sure!

Your molded head defines perfectness

Your eyes are glowing as fineness

As your nose defines brightness

Your lips, well shaped to my likeness

When I see your shady boobs;

My heart tumbles like shirt with no hoods

It baffles me like hopeless dudes

Thus, I feel like eating them as foods

Your figured hips are alarming!

They make me think but I'm not forthcoming

I feel like doing we-die-there thing

In public, that is not proper for a sane being

When I see your curvy tricks

I pray not to fall into your tricks

But, my prick think of sleeping in thy trick

In that, each other, we will click

Your love, I shall never bargain

For that, I hope to see more gain

For you being my main;

You will never suffer with pain!

I always appreciate, your thought!

You, never treated as a bought

To have you, I fought!

My stay with you won't show hurt