Her hair
flowing and fragrant;
A field of lavender
swaying under the wind of my breath
flowing and fragrant;
A field of lavender
swaying under the wind of my breath
Her eyes,
mysterious and deep;
An ocean so grand,
Twenty Thousand Leagues with just one glance.
Her lips,
soft and delicious;
Champagne and strawberries
tasted in every kiss.
Her voice,
melodic and seductive;
The harps of angels
draining my worries with their embrace.
Her skin,
colorful and delicate;
The finest of art
discovered amongst the touch of each and every scar.
Her breasts,
warm and inviting;
Pillows of the softest down
where I lay my head to rest.
Her legs,
Sturdy and strong;
Exquisitely sculpted pillars
betwixt them lying the gate to heaven.
She is the personification of my vision of beauty.
A living embodiment of Aphrodite.
My personal goddess.
Whose very existence I worship.
Whose every wish is my command