What's Next

Oh God, but she is gorgeous

Pants lined down like

Her hair

Straight to blend out

The curves lighted

Sighted instantly

Inviting me

Swirling minds incredulously

To the point of credibility

Do you believe in me?

Cause I believe in what I

See exactly what’s in front of me

I do believe it is unreal

A virtuous paradox

Of perfection never made

And glories of her spewing

From what is right

In front of me

She fits like LEGO’s

Clasping us together

Has never been better

Smelling fantasy, ambrosia

Teaming out your sides

And writhing all my

Senses of yours.

You just being you

Telling, sharing, all your views

And holding gently in

Our arms we form

A bridge sucking

Love in gulps and

Swigs, what next

Of us becomes