That Special Women.
You have bedroom eyes.
Perfumed ivory are your tender thighs.
Teeth that bite with cherried mouth.
Scottish lilt from exotic south.
Sensual, sloping, feminine nose.
Arching back, a feline repose.
Sexy waves flash silky hair.
Lingering touch with fingers fair.
Toes that flower to shapely legs.
Musical voice that Romeo begs.
Don Juan would try to woo your bed.
Heavens angel I have wed.