Isabel

Isabel is the woman I love And she's the only one I'll live to have Her skin is so delicate And tender as that of liver Indeed when her gentle touch Settles on my body I tend to shiver As though I'm soon dying of fever... Her lips so soft and red Dressed with strawberry gloss That I'd love to feel the aftertaste When we kiss, as our lips play like a zip! Her body, well sculpted That all her curves and edges Are nick to the point, Priceless work of art, Since my loving princess Isabel Really stole my heart!