Buried Treasure
Buried Treasure
The mysteries unravel
she lays by you for a nap.
The tattoos on her body
have become your treasure map.
Your fingers lightly tracing
the tattoo on her arm.
In half sleep she smiles
she knows you mean no harm.
Then you cross her shoulders
the tattoos that you uncover.
Giving subtle hints to you
for clues yet to discover.
You softly make your way around
to just above her wrist..
Following the rainbow
in a gentle spring time mist.
Ever still you're searching
for clues that you might lack.
As you lightly run your fingertips
up and down her back.
She stirs just a little
and something grabs your eyes.
As now you read the message
on the outside of her thighs.
Should you find what you seek
it's her you hope to please.
And so your search continues
just above her knees.
Satisfied you know the truth
of the treasure deep within.
It's been there all along
etched upon her skin.
Undisturbed you let it lie
where it was from the start.
Buried just beneath her breasts
your treasure is her heart.
Edwin C Hofert
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