Just a poem. God Bless
Behind a tall bamboo curtain,
Stood a fine figure of an island native girl,
Her dark silhouette vividly moon lit reflected,
And my eyes... her body also blesses.
Her hair looks long,dark, down to her knees,
Her young breasts, small but firmly at full attention,
Two firm ripened melons make up a larger rear end view,
In the moon light it’s now reflecting.
I’m just on leave and cannot stay,
Though my heart wants me to,
To sit and gaze upon such darkened beauty,
My mind and eyes only wish forever to view.
By: Linda Winchell
A NICE REFLECTIVE POEM , LINDA ! -Raj