gift
There was beauty in the taste of her
The sweetest sweetest ripest fruit picked with care
A treat for mouth for lips to savour
A gift for loving her
There was wonder in the sight of her
A pleasure rare for eyes to sup to drink her in
To gasp to sigh to swoon to stare
A gift for needing her
There was pleasure in the touch of her
A silken awe a treasure for intrepid fingertips
A shudder gasp an arch a sigh
A gift for wanting her
There was wonder in the sight of her
Beauty in the taste of her
(copyright corinna tomrley 2005)