Vanilla and cream come together
and their union, does thou create
a beautiful specter from before me stand
With lips of crimson, and kisses of peppermint cake.
A blissful aroma fills the air
I look over, hoping to catch her eye
As I stare in wonder and anticipation
She returns the favor to my surprise
I’ve been discovered
Yet she seems pleased
Her movements toward me
Give little time to breathe
The sultry swan growing ever closer
Soon I’m within arms reach
My being comes into her grasp
And I remain unable to speak
Kristen Brown
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sultry-swan/
