let's start at the toes

painted the color of rose

ride her ankles to the calves

perfect dimensions, you do the math

smooth legs like fresh pavement

my hands marvel in amazement

next on the tour are her thighs

i love food so they're like a fresh ham in my eyes

in this wonderland, that's a gift wrapped prize

her hips are perfect love handles

and have been kept away from vandals

her belly button can't hide in the desert of her stomach

my fingers jump for joy as they rummage

they glide back and forth across her plains

moving from plains to beautiful hillsides

way too smooth for a bumpy ride

and through their valley i just glide

speaking of glide, next are her wings

and down her arms to those hands she holds the heart of her King

w/ each finger she can do no wrong

because together they become metal strong

next are the windows to her soul

and these windows play a major role

they show the light that her heart bares

you can tell everything by a stare

her lips are the doorway

but only her King can enter that way

after this journey it's hard to stand

because her body is a Wonderland