The Feminine Curve
She was ravishingly ravenously pervasively curvatious,
A delicious circumference around what She meant,
The ecstatic bliss was a kiss for a fool,
A moment in time, a perspective, a lost and found directive,
A final Decision from the community pool,
Subjective of course, independently flying is the direct straight course,
And wishing and praying I always endorse,
Round and profound, like the Earth high and mighty,
A beautiful joy and a mind free and flighty,
Whimsical with toys, of course she likes boys,
And knowing what works will bring her all joys,
A girl of that sort, has magic to import,
To give to her man if he won’t fall short,
Of all expectation, and finally a destination,
