Skin.
Her thoughts are uneven
The bones hidden by her chapped lips
are bent out of shape.
She laughs as a wild lion roars.
Proud and true.
The outline of her waist exceeds a limit.
Of what, is the question.
Take in her stench,
feel her wrath,
trudge through her tears,
moan at her curves.
She's so beautiful,
you can barely sense her
skin.
The bones hidden by her chapped lips
are bent out of shape.
She laughs as a wild lion roars.
Proud and true.
The outline of her waist exceeds a limit.
Of what, is the question.
Take in her stench,
feel her wrath,
trudge through her tears,
moan at her curves.
She's so beautiful,
you can barely sense her
skin.