Is there

Is there a man who knows how to handle the female body 

To see her as art 

Yet sculpt her to suit the needs 

She has deep down that she didn't even know existed  

To see her as an ocean

And dive in, exploring the treasure chests of her mind and her soul

To see her as a landscape

Sinuous and scintillating 

To groove around her curves slowly

Caress her contours 

And wander her terrain in search of 

stars...

To fashion her into his lover

One who is receptive to his touch and his attentiveness,
one who will long to please him as he does her 

To listen to the clues she gives so that he would read her mind

Piecing together the resistance as a silhouette to sweet surrender
as a shadow to a magnificent lover
Is there a man
Who could find her?

(C) L.A. Fraser