I’m coming, my love.
I can hardly wait to see you again,
high on wonderful feelings
as I am…
your magnificent body
molded to perfection,
as if for my eyes only…
inhaling your rich scent,
my body melded with yours,
feeling your power and strength
as we move as one …
now, if the damn salesman
will only come down another thousand,
or maybe give me a little more
for my trade-in…
you'll be mine
C.J. Heck
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/perfection/
