Vantage Point Poem by C. Michael Miller

From my vantage point your beauty flowers.

From my vantage point your belly undulates
as on a gentle ocean.

From my vantage point your breasts absorb my gaze...
they rise and fall... hypnotically alluring.

From my vantage point my hands roam
your curves and valley's...

Tentatively now, as if sipping our favorite cup of tea,
my lips gently caress the pure essence of you.

You respond instinctively as the warm,
delicate taste of you melts
over me, so soothing...

From my vantage point... point...
roses on water...