Polished sunshine, your hair like spun gold in the wind
Lips so supple, I know they're made for sin
The face of an angel, with eyes so green
They compare only to the deepest parts of the sea

Such feminine curves and a body so fine
It could turn an honest man to a life of crime
A smile so perfect that lights the darkest of nights
A vision sent from Heaven, a most gracious sight

Two hands bearing the softest of skin
With fingernails to scratch me to the living end
Cheeks so smooth and full of all that is sweet
A glimpse of perfection from your head to your feet

Your hips so agile, your figure so thin
From your thighs to your calves
To where the back of your knee bends
Last, but not least, your perfect feet and toes!

I bear kisses for all
Of your Heavenly whoas!