She had the "heart shaped hinnie", that could make a man hold his breath. Legs like I like them,clean up to her chest.

Her waist just right, for my hands to slipp around. Hold her close, as we two step around.

Brest not to big, not to small, the perfect size to stand up, when her bra comes off.

Hair as gold, as the rising sun, flowing down her back, covering up her beautiful buns.  

Eyes so blue, like ice cickles they were, She could take your soul away, break your heart, for sure.

Most men were intimidated, no courage to say a word, she would smile there way, they would drool.

When her gaze finally, landed on me, there was that spark, a couple feels, before fire brings ecstasy.

As I started towards her, and she towards me, my dog liked my face, awake, I screamed, NOOOOOO!
It was just a dream.

Michael Powers
"STYXX ON FIRE "