Oh My Venus
Your eyes are like marble.
Your thighs are like the base of a palm tree, with
The strength in your trunks.
You’ve got more curves than the river Nile.
Hips of grandeur wide like the sea.
Lips soft like Cashmere.
Peers of plump pears,
I’d like to suckle them for supper.
Oh my Venus,
The moment you left my side,
you climbed into my mind.