Marble form, a serene delight.
Radiant in gray, a wondrous sight. Chiseled curves evoke a tranquil air,
A beauty lays, beyond compare.
Twin orbs of alabaster shine.
Soft peaks darker tipped, a gentle design. Gray marble's subtle hue does lie,
upon the curves, where nipples sigh.
Eyes that wander, hands that want to roam.
Tracing curves, to a secret home.
Down silky skin, a gentle slope,
To a hidden valley, where petals cope.
A quiet pause, a fleeting glance.
The warmth remains, a lingering trance.
With one last look, we silently slip away. Leaving the marble beauty to serenity's hue of gray.