black, as the raven
long, luscious tresses
i wish i could
run my fingers
through them, feel each strand
smooth, delicate,
if i could just
plant a kiss
just below your
lovely neck
skin like satin
glowing, refined
i long to trace
every curve,
every line
the gentle sway
of those hips
has me mesmerized
your scent fills my head
makes me think
of spring, of a lazy
afternoon spent
daydreaming

every nuance,
when you bite
your lower lip,
when you play
with your hair,
your girlish
chuckle
your soft voice
the sweet innocence
that you epitomize

i could stare
at you all day
and not get bored
i could memorize
your face, your moves
your enticing smile
i could. . .

but i wouldn't
i shouldn't
i mustn't. . .