Untouched Poem by graham russell

untouched as virgin snow
she lay upon the floor
hair spread out like a crown
this woman i do adore

smooth thighs lie gently parted
eyes shine with humouress mirth
as lips lick slowly against each other
as she beckons me with in

my eyes travel slowly up her naked torso
see the gleaming skin of her legs
the ripeness of her sweet behind
the lips that lie below swell
with urges yet to know

the flatness of her stomach
the swelling of her breasts
the way they rise the way they fall
a rhythm of their own

how they stand so proud
so erect as though they wait
for a sweet embrace
her breasts of golden glow

her neck the vein does throb
to match the throb that i to know
so much beauty with in a face
with just a hint of innocence

her nose perfection could not touch
her lips are soft to see with
just a gleam of wetness to enhance
her eyes say hurry i need thee

so i leave it here as man and
woman lay on the floor
gentleman am i so honour held
for a man and woman upon a floor