Revised sonnet #1320
Love her cheek dimples when she shyly smiles
Love her limbs paired up polar palms to heels
Love her twists slants and silences as wiles
Love her laughs sighs and incidental squeals
Love her ear humps the geography appeals
Love her long hair if coiled or heaped in piles
Love her brow frown lines when a small thing riles
Love her huge hugs and fervent friendly feels
Think her a Venus dusted down in ash
A mint and lavender in sweat stuck smudge
The weather belles and canons craft a nudge
To clouds they wash her clean of lye in mash
Know mine a happy hat I wear Id doff
Know her unspoilt and sweet the style one off
Chorus doff lift raise
This sonnet may appear in my next interactive movie script Venus After Mars.