Soft are your curves
A decadence in disguise,
A smooth tempting sin

Your skin like a dream
Dancing like they do in the ocean,
for with each touch
I melt, I pause and I imagine

you move like the waves,
God, Neptune must be insane!
to create such a beauty
from the droplets of the seas.

your eyes put to shame the Horizon
two timid looking stars in the distance,
marking a new path to sail on
for the wonderer kings
who only wish is to by you be touched.

your voice like a distant salty breeze,
perfumed by the mysteries
that hide in the deep deep sea
like an universe of sounds,
that compere to nothing Ive found.

for one day i wish I conquer
that which seems to be a queen,
the dancing queen of the ocean
for which my heart beats.