Sinful Thoughts Perfume

These calf curves are soft sexy poetry;
sensual sweeps of smooth silk skin,
sinful thoughts perfume you
as wild passion erupts to spin
desire which roams delicate beauty,
I'm woman through and through.

Blue ribbons
flutter in mind
when love shapes her cool magic.

Basic instinct slips sexuality
across eroticism's grin,
think of different hues
cruising imagination's whim,
strength in simplicity-complexity,
I'm freedom's fine statue.

Virtue's songs
in scented winds
play music light and strophic.

Lipstick kisses are sealed with wondrous grace,
space swerves time across this delicious face.