It's not the color of your lips,
It's what they have to say,
If your eyes be blue, green, or brown
I'd love you anyway.
The color of your skin,
Also matters not to me,
Nor the type of clothes you wear,
Tight bound or fancy free.
You can have the biggest bust,
Or one that's rather small,
I'm not just going to love that part,
I hope to love you all.
Your bottom can be curvy,
Or perhaps a trifle flat,
That's fine because, you see my love,
That's not what I'm looking at.
Fashion says how you should look,
If a fool, you heed and listen,
But, when I hold you in my arms,
It won't be "fashion" that I'm kissin'.
I want a woman in my arms,
Who just wants to be right there.
When it comes to height or weight,
I can't say I really care.
Age is not a factor,
Nor if you have much wealth.
Although I must admit, that
I have a thing for health.
If you can hug me tightly,
After I've acted like an ass,
Then open up your arms for me,
And become my charming lass.
Donovan Baldwin
the shape of a woman is the shape of love