Hypnotic tresses

There she was.
Standing by the open window.
Oblivious to the world.
Her cascading tresses shining in the moonlight rays.

She didn't realise when the sly breeze kissed her skin.
Wrapping her body in aromatic sin.
Those mounds of hers twinkled in assertion.
She reflected in hypnotic hues
As I gaped...enchanted.

There she was...irresistibly magnificent.
I visualized those tresses...naked.
When they will be glued to her blossomed flesh.
While in the act of love making.
Plastered in passionate diamonds.

I saw her on top of me.
Her crowning glory weaving me in her miracle

Ohh those alluring tresses.
How I wish to treasure the goddess.
If only she could hear my prayers.