Black Lace Poem by hazel jackson

Like a silk sheal you can easily see through the designs on her skin the twists and turns that lead to open beauty so soft and smooth like the scent of a semi-sweet candle.

Looking at her seeing the open areas that reveal skin like champagne in a glass making your mind Wonder about all the things you would do if you could and more.

Not knowing what's causing you to feel and think what you do is it her champagne in a glass skin or her Candlelight vanilla scented fragrance or maybe just maybe it's the trails and miles of twists and turns that send you on endless Journeys to places you could only dream of going.

Why can't you leave your bed or take your eyes off of her not realizing silver holds you hostage to a place of both Love and War as she moves like a snake standing in front of you but you can't get to her.

Watching her with your eyes you don't miss a thing starting at her feet working your way up the ladder of beauty you trace her perfectly you stopped at her lips now it seems she gives you an evilish sexy smile then looking into her eyes you feel that you can see just how bad she is

She knows what the black lace does to you she enjoys the small torturous reactions you give off now she knows she's got you exactly where she wants you.

CUFFS OFF.