(UNTITLED)
I gaze at you softly and
for the first time see
things that before had
gone unnoticed. Your eyes
though gentle and kind
give off a slight wickedness.
Your perfectly formed teeth
remind me of a lovely white
pearl necklace, every time
you smile. The way your
clothes move with your body
as if you were born in them,
and the way you pronounce my
name, with such emotion
makes my body shiver with delight.
(BOUQUET OF LOVE)
I cascade you
with flowers from
my shoppe. Teal
roses moisten your
lips to the touch.
Carnations of burgundy,
wine we will share.
The bittersweet taste
sends mums down my spine.
I will caress your
gentle hands until the
night orchids again.
Day and night,
endlessly beautifying.
You are bee, I am nectar.
Forever we will tulip.
(LOVELY WHITE LIES)
THe chill of her breath
envelops the dawm,
her words are harsh
and cold. She hides her
wickedness behind a mask
of beauty.
Her white laced dress
sparkles like diamond
in the sunlight. The song
she sings is a sweet
lullabye that appeases
every ear.
Her silent whisper is
felt by everyone around
her. She lives in constant
sadness but her tears
remain frozen.
She has a deep desire to
do things her way at all
times and gets great pleasure
out of making others miserable.
(This last piece is describing winter in case you didn't pick that up).