The snares of love

These are the snares of love
         the all-knowing eyes
those deep brown pools of light
         the lusciously soft red lips
that flicker and curl
         with every enticing smile
that quiver and purr with emotion
         the tongue darting back and forth
the teeth against which the tongue
         dashes time and time again
shaping the sweet sounds of love
         the elegant ears that peep
from beneath the flowing strands
         of her honeyed hair
the long white neck upon which
         her balletic beauty is poised
the voluptuous breasts
         the curve of her hips
the sturdy legs upon which
         she strides through her world
the cut and thrust of her hands
         that punctuate all the passion
she feels : her self
         nothing more nothing less

John Lyons