Analysis of Katherine All Over

Cute little brunette with a yellow bra sprawled
over my duvet in the amber sunlight. My
t shirt never looked as good as it did floating
around her frame like a soft orbit
around a lush pale planet. Her hair was everywhere, confetti
on my carpet. Katherine all over.
Her breasts drench my face, soft fleshy love. I
can’t not stare directly into the neutron star at the center of her soul. Eyes be damned if she isn’t the last thing I see. Katherine all over.
Lips like flower petals grace the side of my ear, as a whisper flutters through them, soft like cotton. Her warm breath spins around in my  brain. Her words feel like electricity, crackling and sparkling and catching fire. Flames could consume me before I’d leave her side.  Katherine all over.