Inhabit

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Her perfect slim form,
A temptation to man and woman,
Rise from the shimmering waters.
Her graceful form break through the rivulets with every stride.
Her movements in the sea was amble and confident like she was Poisedon’s very own mistress.
So graceful, carefree and light afoot,
The birds were jealous.

 

The sea clings to her
As droplets on her skin,
Not keen to let go.
The wind happy to see her emerge,
Follows her around,
Gentle blowing away every droplet of waterย in rivalry.
The earth she stepped on as she reached ashore,
Part ways to make for her strides.
For a short while, her footprints were the earth’s relic

 

Like twin peaks on a mountain,
Her breasts sit firmly on her beautiful silhouette.
The curved arch of her buttocks looked like twin sand dunes.
Her eyes! Oh her eyes!
The sun and the moon were put to shame with the rays they cast.
Each eye brow looked like the new moon in their perfection.

 

I sat staring,
Mouth ajar,
All that loveliness in one body.
How could the creator put all life’s beauty in one form?

 

Man and woman,
Girl and boy,
Myself and I,
Thought as one,
“It would be amazing to inhabit that body.”
Little did we know,
It was so dark and stormy inside,
No amount of sun could brighten her core.

 

 

 

Image credit: Mysticsartdesign

via Daily Prompt: Inhabit

15 thoughts on “Inhabit

  1. Wow!
    my sentiments
    copied, then wow
    again, to the core
    busted.

    my
    thanks, in
    appreciation of your
    appreciation of the female
    form,

    sad
    the ending.
    but dreams can,
    and often do come
    true

    keep
    writing, your
    verbosity fills each
    page with charm your
    talent!

    hope
    enjoyed my
    elfje reply in
    fact it is a
    challenge

    one
    I run
    and I invite
    you to participate with
    happy

    happy
    is the
    prompt if you
    accept the elfje poem
    challenge

    the
    link to
    the rules and
    prompts, love and happy
    enjoy

    ๐Ÿ™‚ Mick

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  2. This here is a temple to the muses. Poetry’s perfection. The lesson also rises like a land mass from this deep ocean of beautiful words. All that glitters is not good. Why woe betides many of those who only judge using the scales of physical comeliness which is but skin deep. I really love this one. Sheer magnificence, both in its art form and its didactic nature. I salute you Ma’am!๐ŸŽฉ

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    1. ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ŠThank you sir! But your description though ….*lesson rises like a land mass from this deep ocean of beautiful words*…๐Ÿ‘Œ

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