The Human Body

Different lines and forms,
but all the same
the wonder as the form moves,
the beauty overflowing
to touch would be a wondrous thing,
but to watch is good enough
more, more
each bulge glistening
the shape enough to slide down
never ending curves
and alive the body moves
then again the mind is ensnared


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