about a girl

she walks into the room, her damp footprints leaving a trail on the mahogany floor.
her robes are clean, white and silky; a smooth compliment to her flawless skin.
steam rises lazily from her water-warmed body, as if fresh out of the sauna.

her cheeks are rosy - the color of a peach of subtle ripeness.
as she walks across the room, the walls display a slideshow of a slender silhouette;
her beautiful alignment of the body

she gave a smile that would charm millions,
a tiny dimple seated delicately on both her cheeks

slowly her hands unlaced the white ribbons that kept her body a hidden temple.
the soft silk slips effortlessly down her shoulders, following the curl of her body as it descended

little by little her body is unveiled,
a perfect artwork of nature, an hourglass figure
a neat bellybutton

and it is then that fantasy ends,
for she has become a he.