In Love With Lust Poem by Jonny Brackney

her legs fall over
the edge of the bench
like a smooth
waterfall.
skin browned from the sun,
her feet slightly
brighter.
she pushes her heel in the air
with her toes.
exposing a beautiful arch
that mirrors
the curve of her back.
long hair spirals
down her shoulders;
streams of chocolate
down her heavenly mountain
breasts
like two pieces
of candy.
and though we have
never spoken,
i truly see
how someone could
love her.