A Sexy Lie - Poem by Akhtar Jawad
Is there anything more beautiful than she?
Leaving all other things and being her he,
I should watch her from the front, and from her back,
From top to bottom, the beauty and appeal of a sexy pack.
When her breaths are deep, the front I should watch,
And wish something more, if I could watch,
When she dries her hair followed by a shower,
I should watch leaves less semi nude nice flower.
When to and fro she moves in the room,
From back I should watch the exciting bloom,
Ups and downs, downs and ups, the lovely crest,
Expose the charming eve at her best.
When moving upstairs, from the floor I should see,
That remains unseen of a beautiful she,
When moving downstairs from the roof should enjoy,
And I should behave like a naughty boy.
I should describe a woman's floating fleet,
The questions and answers from head to feet,
The valley of hills and the lake so deep,
Inviting a diver to dive and sleep.
I hope I shall get some dignity,
Why did I waste my time in dull deciphers,
I shouldn't write to earn profanity,
I should write for her lovely metaphors.
A woman is enough for a poet to write,
Her lovely description is infinite,
How much you know something is left,
Steal a woman you'll be proud of the theft.
Bitter is the truth and sweet is the lie,
For a woman I live, for a woman I die,
I was on the earth but now on the sky,
And with this sexy lie I take off to fly.
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