I run my hand down her curve
The smooth
The way she guides me to go where
she wants my hand to land
I open her
Her smell is intoxicating
Like none I have had before
He looks from afar
Sees what I see
Her
Her simple
Her glory
Her beauty
He can picture all he wants to do
He places his hand on her
Running his fingertips down her curves
Feeling what I felt
As he glides his tips
He pays close careful attention
To her detail
Each curve
The way her body dips
He stands next to me
He has this smile
Only he and I know
What she is for
Our girl
The one we will be with
We chose her
To be ours
We knew at first sit
Her smell
Her look
The way she feels to our fingers
We have found the one
She’s ours
There is no going back from this
Him
Her
I
One
MUAH Mi Corazon Iralndes!
