by Flapjack » Fri Jul 08, 2011 1:29 am
I like your wooly whisps of hair and their light whisking wade
floating flimsy through the air aflare slightly and frayed
brushing back behind your neck between each shoulder blade
swinging with your walking waist after its britch has swayed
your face is like the candle lit white waxes warming wane
your body's like the mantels molded ornamental frame
your eyes are like the waving wicks fires open flame
a soft orange light that flickers off of everything
beyond the great seven seas, along each grain of sand
above every continent across the plains of land
billowing bright nimbus clouds extend their reach and hand
yawning open efflorescent flower leafs expand
listen baby girl, you make my heart shine
I keep love in my body and your thoughts in mind
a rosey white arrow from above the skyline
stuck into the apple and out through the rind
It's such a pretty poem... this woman must be made of iron
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Flapjack on Fri Jul 08, 2011 11:11 pm, edited 1 time in total.