Breathless

Breathless                              September 22, 2010

I see your curvature,

Your aperture, baby,

The arch of your spine.

I see your long legs gaining ground,

And I know suddenly

That I'm breathless as all get-out.

I see your cascading hair,

Such beauty is exceedingly rare -

Oh, my, my!

I see those pouting lips

That could suck me dry,

And I'm breathless in the sky!

I see you standing on your own two feet,

Such elegance in subtle doses.

Who would have thunk it?

I see those darting eyes

That could run me through

And make me breathless to an end.

But most of all, I see you whole,

Such magnificence on the eyes of the beholder,

And that person is me.

I see a heart of gold,

A kindred spirit oh-so bold.

You make me breathless,

And you hold the key to my ignition.