My frill dressed angel

                                    

All dresses seem to be born for her

Snugly fitting and evoking awe ,ahhh

She came wearing the frill dress in crème soft georgette silk wow!

Frills curving at the end of long dress in from the waist

With blue top, swirling scarf to match a stunning combination best

Her chiselled features accentuated by the frill dress

The radiant face, lips, bosoms, hips
the curving in , curving out of her body

Her uncombed hair flowing in the air as a melody

Wind sweeping and swaying about her torso rarity

Her looks and dress sending me a call

I move to her to take in my arms full

To feel the fragrance of her hair

The sweet soporific aroma around her

To taste her , toast her, please her

A music floats around sweetly as she is humming

Making me sway and tap my foot in fine timing

To slide my hand gingerly around her hip

Gliding, gliding  in rhythm with a grip

Whispering love, brushing and kissing deep

I go round and round with my frill dressed angel

Music breaks, music starts to carry on the fable

Mind alerts, mind races to flow without foible

As she invigorates me by her touch, her energy

Let the frilled dress bring more drills with synergy

-Mohan Sanjeevan