Vicariously

Sexified was I as I watched her.
Imagination wondered how she can be, part of her reality.
Calculated dimensions of her.
In measurements of firm and petite.
Her rhythm Caribbean, composed in timing of perfection.
Orchestrated articulation with sensuous vocality that captivates,
 a brother's mental and physical self.
Awakening the spirit, causing nerves to quake.
A miraculous deed of formation, maturity in a co-co complexion.
Her essence dances in fantasies' imagination.
Captured in moonlight's presence, body caressed by island breezes.
Praises to the Almighty for his glorious creativity and patience.
Eyes proceed to trace, define and memorize her eloquence.
Visions perceived in episodes of various ratings.
You can picture her in all seasons of splendor.
Curiosity makes you wonder what  it would be like to be in her.
Deep inside to supervise the movements of her clockwork.
To feel what she feels when she is satisfied.
Experiences met by looking into her eyes.
Living Vicariously within the moments of her life.