Is She My Bestie?

Fondles became a trait she got fond of, cuddles made it less a hurdle Spiked by love, that throngs her life like a bob in a clove Addicted to the sweetness, I became clumsy with drowsiness As we swayed, to battle the infection of the affection we laid Am hooked, and so she is like bait to a hookline Is she my bestie? Is she my once a time doll, whom in the woods I took for a stroll? Isn't she the lady whom I met just by the roadsides, and my eyes saw the bountifulness of her body sides? As glued were my eyes, so became her ears to my music To the tune on my finger tips, from the melodies of my stringed wooden-fella Is she my lover? Is she the well of juices, the pot of honey from which I licked my lips Isn't she the carrier of the riverbanks that always bursted, and made me swim in its wetness like a hunting tiger busted She's the canoe, that rowed me across seas of affection and waves of seduction The ship that cruised me across the ocean of love, and tides of love-making She's my bestie! I feel her up close,when she's my friend so close Am connected more to the laughter, the fun and affection thereafter Am zealous of her sweetness, stuck to our memories of oneness in body Am intertwined to her fate, like I always was between her seductive thighs She's unexplainable! *Kim The Poet©*