Eyes nice, Skin delicious
Sheathed in Satin, eyes attracted
A veil between what I know I see
Yet she is reluctant to show
Content with the body that can only be God-given
For such beautiful sculptures are out of reach of man
No hand could craft such skillful curves
Nor the radiance that such skin shows
Time and time again there is a devouring dream
Who is eaten I am unsure
Yet what wrath it seems is pleasurable indeed
The mouth is wonderfully crafted
I have longed to taste those lips
To take those lips
With a dominating force
Longings upon longings a heaping pile of want
The shadows of lust often grab at my ankles
Yet what isn’t there to like when she’s right there for you
Waiting, waiting it seems so long
Sexy Cubana powerful, strong
Sexy Cubana I want in my arms
Smile for me, it’s so easy
And now this ends, bittersweet ecstacy