Statuesque

She stands tall
Tall as the goddess she is
Her color that of honey
Her Eyes filled with love and pain
Her smile as beautiful as a sunset set
Yet as rare as an eclipse

She is statuesque

Her neck invites you to kiss
Her breasts full
Full with the nectar of life

She is statuesque

Her waist is that of a woman
Her hips wide and wonderful
They sway with purpose and rhythm as she sashays
Leaving her erotic aroma in her wake
Beckoning you to take more then a glance

She is statuesque

Her thighs thick
Thick like caramel
And just as sweet

She is statuesque

Her calves are perfectly suited to her
Strong
Soft
Beautiful
Magnificent

She, is my wife
And
She, is statuesque

© 2008 Harvey M. Christian