Look Long Enough
If you look long enough you will see the little bit of flesh where my arm spills over.
And you will imagine the warmth of my embrace.
If you look long enough you will see the wonder of my breasts. Twins, but not quite identical.
Still they are magic.
If you look long enough, you will see the beauty of my folds. And in the mound of my stomach you will notice a warm satisfaction.
If you look long enough, you will see the desirability of my back and the handful of my bottom.
If you look long enough you will see the thunder in my thighs. Loud and unafraid. Boldly enveloping life.
If you look long enough you will see me. Not whom you think I should be.
So look at me.