Why I Keep Staring Poem by david nii armah masoperh

your hair dance to a melody
thy eyes call for company
and lips that entrances
A chin that completes your face
this why i can't help staring

the contour of your shoulders
your breast as firm as towers
a tummy set to tempt
and hip in shape to conclude the curve
this why i keep staring

a butt that cushions your seat
and thighs complementing the bend
your calves are my preference
the sole of feet announces your presences
now you understand why i love staring