Her Legs

Her Legs
Her legs crossed
Look like twin towers
The elegance of mere pleasure
From the flawless
Sight of her legs
Lazered to shine
Like a diamond
Thighs are touching
Like they are cuddling
Her feet feeling cool
With her soft panda slippers
Near the warmth of the fireplace
Such a nice place
To take a mental picture
And call it a
Lucky Day