guess you're gravity
clarity
clear, sharp, perfectly
formed in glory
you tell such story
or stories, from sweet cheeks
smiles un-meek
laughs loud
shoulders proud
knees locked
hips cocked
all eyes flocked
your neutral stance
my eyes glance
every other second, they relate to me
of your beauty
spies of their own will
spies of skill
or maybe not- you realise
you catch my eyes
and you **** your hips
flex your lips
you open your chest
beckon me to rest
within
under skin
to see what lies
beyond
the reach
of outside eyes