My Own Goddess Poem by Gert Strydom

In my thoughts
I see you standing in front of a large mirror
and you do remind me of a goddess,
of a Aphrodite but with a much better nature
with loveliness coming from your personality,
from the depths of your heart,
with a loveliness that are all your own

where you are in a white and light pink bikini
or maybe a brassiere and panties
and your buttocks, your legs and middle
do make perfect curves

and the lines of your slender arms and back
do attract my eyes.

Your pose is somewhat inviting,
while your golden hair do glide down
in two perfect ponytails and do crown you lovely face
and I can swear there is softness in your eyes.

I look at the shape of your face, at your slender nose
at your soft lips, at your slender neck
at the perfect round shape
of your breasts, at your flat stomach
and the form of your hips,
at your slender long fingers
at your hands
and the picture is perfect to the contours
of form and shape,
is a great expression of female beauty.

I wish that you were right here
and I wish that I could embrace and kiss you.