Sky is in her eyes,
Dyed with green illusion.
Fire is in her mouth n' lips,
Filled with warm infusion.
Wind blows her hair,
Aroma of a sweet potion.
The sea wet her skin,
Feels smooth Intuition.
The sunbeam on her chest,
Enlighten with Intonation.

Her smile,
Feels like your victory.
Her touch,
Is your catalyst.
Her moan,
Is your arousal.
Her body,
Is your faith,
Her kiss,
Is your approval.

You've been hooked,
Fallen to the hoax,
Attached your tumor,
Nourish it from your heart.
Once it grows,
Radiated from a soul like hers,
You'll maybe start have feelings to her.