To describe such beauty, where do I begin?

The curves of that sexy body, or the pearl white of her skin?

The lines of her face that form a work of art,

Are just one of the things that set her apart,

Her hair like long flowing streaks of the sky,

Beautiful as an angel to take me away when I die,

Her eyes are the light in the darkest sky,

Her breath relaxing and cleansing whenever she sighs,

Uncontrollable temptation absorbed through the eyes,

Such a desirable front with the curves of her figure, who can tell lies?

Desire and passion to caress a breast and massage a thigh,

This fact she must know, but she's not at all shy,

Perfection runs through her in an endless stream,

She's the beauty you'd only expect in a moonlit dream.