The sexiest part is the way she clipped a two-year-old's finger nails with patience. <br /> <br />The sexiest part is the way she read every night to our abandoned three-year nephew and when he didn't want to read she made up stories, and when he finally slept she made actual plans <br />either to adopt or abduct him, because his mother <br />was young and cruel. <br /> <br />The sexiest part obviously is the way she fills a pair of tight pants. <br /> <br />Our life together is my fetish, my connection, my lucky fit. <br /> <br />The sexiest part — <br />she still took her stepdaughter and step-niece shopping for school supplies, and to the Natural History Museum, and to the park with <br />the struggling tire-swing, and to see The Little Mermaid, and all that, although almost everyone in the family <br />tried to divide us for nine years. <br /> <br />The sexiest part has nothing to do with cooking and I don't really care. <br /> <br />The sexiest part is the unpredictable switch in her stance, which I can <br />only relate to a mare in heat I saw once when a stallion was being led around the other side of a corral, until later. <br /> <br />The sexiest part is when there are mind games they aren't the kind that are impossible to get through, besides, it’s usually me <br />with the apologies that are endless. <br /> <br />The sexiest part is that she is not 'sexy, ' she is mild in a way that protects the exotic thing about her. <br /> <br />The sexiest part <br />is when we are a little desperate <br />when we make love, because finally, before the other, <br />one of us will go down. <br /> <br />The sexiest part is the powerless magic of not <br />parting, but magic nonetheless.<br /><br />Doren Robbins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sexiest-part-love-poem/
