Infatuation overcomes me <br />as I flip through the pages in my magazine. <br />But there’s one model that stole my heart. <br />My guilty pleasure never felt so right. <br /> <br />Her beauty is bittersweet; <br />Bitter because she’s the queen of hearts, <br />and I’m but an untouchable in her eyes, <br />but sweet, because I can dream of her; <br />And ah, what a dream it is. <br /> <br />Her tropical body soaks in the afternoon sun; <br />Her silk skin, gleaming from her lotion, <br />blinds even the most secure of men. <br />She has sandy riotous hair <br />that meanders in the warm summer breeze. <br />She wears a gold swimsuit <br />that reveals her goddess-like physique <br />and her ceaseless bronze legs; <br />Legs that put even gymnasts to shame. <br />Her enchanting umber eyes, <br />eyes that could get her out of murder, <br />melt my heart like a lit candle in the night. <br />Her smile; ah, her 1000 watt smile; <br />It’s a flawless work of art <br />that should be marveled at <br />and remembered forever. <br />And last but not least, she has the softest of lips; <br />Lips I’ve always sought-after; <br />Lips I want to tenderly kiss, <br />so I can walk, in her sweet sun shower of bliss. <br /> <br />It’s only a dream, <br />but ah, what a dream it is.<br /><br />Michael Fischer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-centerfold-that-stole-my-heart/
