I find myself addicted to prose poetry, so I've attempted to write another one.

---

Maybe it's those coruscating ink eyes.
Maybe it's that innate subtle insolence.
Maybe it's those soothing and ravishing lips.
Maybe it's that instinctive sense of honor.
Maybe it's those spontaneous zealous embraces.
Maybe it's those ungracefully pirouetting feet.
Maybe it's those impromptu quotes on every subject.
Maybe it's that well-built yet lanky silhouette.
Maybe it's those uncommonly expressive hands.
Maybe it's that audacious but endearing candor.
Maybe it's that soft, springy, shampoo ad hair.
Maybe it's that cover-all, reveal-all always tanned skin.
Or maybe it's just my best friend...
My perfect complement.

---

I'd be thrilled if you review and tell what you liked and what I did wrong. Thanks!