You remind me I’m a woman,
Simply by the rise of my breast when you enter a room.
The warmth of my frame when you penetrate my psyche.
The numbing of lower lips responding to your aroma,
Deep uttered breaths warming the breeze,
The sway of your locks hypnotizing my good sense to reframe from laying in your peace.
Touches make me believe I’m the one and only.
Temporarily accepting deceit.
I taste your dialect eagerly, attempting to become a part of your DNA.
Your character lay in the folds of your lips, brightening my make up.
Gazing upon you, I’m reminded I am a woman.