for Michelle
You sigh before the mirror
and tell me that
your body is not beautiful
I can only hug you
to let you know
how wrong you are
If you could see yourself
through my eyes
If you could see yourself
through my hands
and through my body
you would know
Beneath my hands
your small breasts
are perfection's prize
downy soft and warm
rising and falling
with the breath of life
Beneath my hands
your inviting vulva
is a warm nest
enveloping flesh
a refuge of protection
and nurturer of life
Beneath my tongue
your clitoris glistens
like an amber jewel
like a treasure
offered to the Gods
to obtain a blessing
Your mouth formed in orgasm
your eyes lustful and longing
the curve of your hip
the small of your back
the gentle slope of the
nape of your neck
negate classic critiques of art
obsolesce treatises of excellence
render poetry singsong
Until at last
in our love-soaked bed
all beauty is revealed
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Comments
Beautiful!
I'm so happy you're back!
♥