Flesh over bone

There are the obvious things, the breasts, the ass, the intoxicating cunt
Then there are things that surprise you
The sparkle in her eyes,
The twist of hair that snakes across her cheek
The way the light falls across her neck and shoulders illuminating the dip and curve of flesh over bone.
Those things catch you unawares, you are not expecting them, you are not ready for their lure
And that is their power.
You can not protect yourself from them because they are unknown to you until that moment when they are not.
They inspire longing and desire
They make your fingers tingle with the urge to reach out and explore her flesh.
In that moment when you see them they snatch your breath from you, stopping you in your tracks.
You can’t look away no matter how hard you try.
She smiles at you, a hug and a kiss on the cheek, she turns, the moment is lost.
The light turns to dark, you are left alone with only regrets to warm your soul.
She is gone and like a thief in the night she has stolen your thoughts and painted them on her flesh.