Deep sandalwood pools
So deep that I want to
Drink wine from them.
I kiss them and melt
into their wells of heaven.
So intricate are they
They defy mere definition
Simple hollows in your cheek
Unordinary to most
But they speak to me
Code that signal you are pleased
I love their secrecy.
Only appearing when you smile
Hidden under sculpted beard
They play hide and seek with me
Deep almost cavernous
I want to swim in them
Make love to them
Because I’m sure they’ve been neglected.
Unchartered erogenous zone
When you talk and laugh
My eyes gaze upon those impressions
Mesmerized by the dance they do
God’s grandiose touch
of handsome upon you
The Creator was showing off
Placing that final touch
Strategically perfect imperfections
I trace my fingers along their impression
Finger softly over cheek
Hoping that my touch
Arouses them into plain sight
Deep sandalwood pools
So deep that I want to
Drink wine from them.

Dimples and bow legs that's how I know God was really showing out I am a sucker for both owwww!
ReplyDeleteYou're a good poet. Love your poetry. Always intense.
ReplyDeleteDimples are my absolute weakness.
ReplyDeleteA man with dimples is sooooo gorgeous to me. I love them.
ReplyDeleteI really enjoy your poetry. You've got mad skillz.
ReplyDeleteThank you everyone!! What can I say..I'm a sucker for a good pair of dimples. So much so..I started a tumblr
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