In the realm of melodies and verses, music becomes the instrument that plucks the chords of our souls. 🎶📝 Let the rhythm guide your poetry anᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ
I picture you
in a summer dress
elegant shoulders
breasts captured sweetly
curve of hips caressed
legs beautifully bare
hem high on thighs
hair stroked by the breeze
skin kissed by the sun
gorgeous eyes shining
smile heavenly
but shy
as the dress falls
a cotton sea
at your feet