Love Poem: Woman

Woman

milk silken skin
cream dreamy calm
almond eyes
and chin 
to kiss
again again
besteals my thought
bestills my mind
sets me down 
outside of time
in a daze    eyes
glaze in rays
their gaze it stays
and does not stray
eye contact
at your contact
the rising warmth
the growing scent
the games been played
the speech is spent
the mind is numb
the me content