Painted lips red
Black soft hair shine
Hard baseball eyes
Short skirt rise
Sweet romantic voice speak
Touch your curvy wide hips
Smooth silky thighs
Baby doll manic depression
Sunrise morning
Your face expression
Truth and your web of lies
The wind blows
your hair
You smile at me warm
and I melt like ice
Hit by the sun
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful description of physical beauty as percieved by eyes.....10