a study toward sonnet #1,194 by FisherKingKQJ
Midst things I love about your lithe physique,
Your pinkish red cheeks, your eyes palest blue;
Else, when you're baffled, bite down or chew
On your lips, it's simmering small pique.
When miffed, you come across as sultry meek,
I catch in your deep cleavage light veined hue,
My greedy eyes stick, but there is no glue,
Your tight wrong size bra swells up your mystique.
I watch you bathe them, they regain their shape,
As steaming suds slide round your inner thighs,
And you now get out, display your orchid gape,
Your family jewels dazzle dumbstruck eyes.
I meant to cloak you in bright metaphors,
But you being you seems best to net applause.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 metaphors
o $10,000,000 comparisons
o $10,000,000 illuminations
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