If I could...


If I could... 

By Maria Sharon Moemise

I'd carve him from the strongest ebony
And name him after a famous tree
He'd endure rain, shine and harsh snow
And would stay steady even while winds blow

I'd outline his face bold and firmly etched
Atop shoulders and a body perfectly chiseled
Toned thighs, tight muscles, strong hands
All that and more... a modern day Adonis

I'd accentuate his eyes that stares through me
Strong jaw, delicious lips and almost perfect teeth
If I could create his touch, I'd melt before completion
It'd sear my skin, capture my senses, drive me to destruction.

If I could, I'd create his perfection in its rarest form
and the intensity with which he holds me with arms so strong
I'd create how he leaves me completely sated, yet still yearning
I would, if I could, carve him in my soul, and bind him to my heartstrings

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