your skin radiates like
phosphorous blue stones
in my tactile menagerie
whimsical trolls in a miniature
atlantis castle are launching
tantalizing bubbles
that dot the iās and float the o
of my libido
without the slightest provocation
your seductive image swims by me
gentle and alluring
like angels inside glass walls
a tour de force image
that is unable to escape
the confines of its existence
The first stanza is amazing. Good work.