My Fair Lady Poem by Real Wordz

I only kiss her when she is crying.
Tears dripping, my lips ever salty.
I let our hearts beat in sync; rapid.
Our pulse raced, we pant daily.
Then I embrace her in a wrapping; -
A hug worth praising-love lacing.
And her eyes are dry, she thanks me.

I only undress her when she weeps.
Her efforts weak, she never resist.
I let her submission ever sweep,
And dress her in linen; soft silk.
Then scent her all fragrantly.
A passionate lung fill but sweet.
And her aura enchants mercilessly.

I only praise her when she is proud.
Out aloud I do. For wisdom knows.
I let her gloat, glowing like a bulb.
So she takes it in her system flow.
Then I undermine her worth flat..
An attempt I fail coz she is grown.
And her pride peaks all at once.