come to me

Prompt:  She stands before me, five-foot-one of pure desire Dutch heritage in every curve, a living fire One-fifty-four in centimeters, soft and sweet Her silhouette against the window, so petite Pink roots fading into lavender, then electric blue Her hair cascades in loose waves, framing her view European features with those high cheekbones Her eyes fixed only on women, as her heart has shown Midnight bloom, a flower in human form Dark red silk flowing from shoulders to floor One hand holding fabric, barely contained A flirtatious glance that drives me insane Midnight bloom, delicate yet so bold Her mischievous smile has stories untold Feminine power in every curve displayed In this moment of beauty, time starts to fade Delicate features with natural makeup glow Her lip gloss catches light with every smile she shows The nightgown hugs her figure, revealing truth Sixty-seven kilos of confidence and youth Her playful stance betrays a daring mind Self-assured seduction of the rarest kind European elegance in every move she makes That silk against her skin, for heaven's sake In hyperrealistic clarity I see Every detail of her femininity Eight thousand pixels couldn't capture The essence of her playful rapture White skin luminous in bedroom light Her charm disarming, her presence bright One hand holding silk that threatens to part The other beckoning, aiming straight for my heart Midnight bloom, a flower in human form Dark red silk flowing from shoulders to floor One hand holding fabric, barely contained A flirtatious glance that drives me insane Midnight bloom, delicate yet so bold Her mischievous smile has stories untold Feminine power in every curve displayed In this moment of beauty, I'm willingly betrayed