Your,
rocky chest is solid;
rosy face is very mild
cherry lips are sweet
blue eyes gives, a treat

Your,
two sumptuous *******
feeds, nurture child's thirsts;
spicy body brings out,  lust;
starry night, late to bed for rest.

Your
sixth sense is of what you feel;
within a precious moment to heal;
I stretch  my hands to borrow;
bestow upon me your sorrow !

*
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com