With the beauty of the sunrise against the dark green canopy of the forest.

A softness that I can only compare to how light a cloud floating overhead must be.

Her voice ringing like a choir of angels when she speaks.

When I am close to her, my nose delights on the bouquet of honeysuckle and gardenia that surrounds her like a veil.

Her kisses are sweeter than the frosting on a freshly baked cake.

She has forever aroused all of my senses.

Sense Of A Woman©
EdwinBrown9
10/15/14