My body is a young woman ready for love.The sight of a beautiful white dove.Bountyful curves that fellas seek along the way.My body is a velvet rose with thorns.Beautiful but fiesty.Independent,but lost in the fields.My body is a temple filled with blessings of christ,Marked with beauty,secured by guidence and self control.My body is a beautiful butterfly,Broad and colorful. Guarded by innocense and chained by love.Like dandelions blowing in the wind.Clouds in the west,comfortable and warm. My body is sensitive as my soul is passionate. This is my body and soul