After Edorphins Roar

She was lovely,
a picture perfect, blue eyed babe.

Breast small, drooping pear shaped
with long blond hair
just inches above her rear.

Beautiful was the long-slooping fall
of her haunches from the socket of her back,

And the sexy round stillness of her buttocks
simply drove me wild.

Oh, how the rush of endorphins roared
as we touch, so much we touched.

Untill pure intoxication overcame us
but that mood altering state
did tamper off, after a year.

When past the initial limerence
we found love, the bounding of long term attachments.