The Vannessa Principle Poem by William Blackman

Royal beauty in her name.
Pink kisses blown with pinpoint aim.
Passionate, longing eyes reflected back at me.
A lonely heart daring to be set free.
Hair running down her back like a gold stream.
Jersey girl flaunting a 5'9' balance beam.
Calling the man she loves each sway of her hips.
Elegant reach arms, fingers, her seducing lips.
Romance wafting in the air other compelling scents.
Happiness moved through all available vents.