Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2015
Its been so long,
Yet I have every curve of her body memorized
The way her head fits perfectly in my neck.
She is a beautiful muse
Dark and powerful
None can compare

Her hips are round and smooth
I just want to wrap my arms around them and gently kiss her neck

The scar on her check faded
I would still kiss it if I could

Her body petit,
Yet full of shape
Perfect to throw on the bed

Timid and shy of our love
I was not
I want more than anything for her to be mine

Her eyes,
A dark brown
Deep,
So deep you get lost in them

Her arms,
Recovering from battles lost against herself

Her thighs,
God her thighs
They are perfectly shaped to wrap around my face
She hates the scars that cover them
I just kiss her and say they are beautiful

She is my match in every which way
Ash Saveman
Written by
Ash Saveman  20/Genderqueer
(20/Genderqueer)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems