Long silken tresses
flowing like silk
framing your face
with complection like milk.
High arching eyebrows
seperate and thin
draw me to your eyes
to capture me within.
Beauty, grace, and elegance fair
you give me the feeling
of soaring through air.
All of your features
seem sculpted by chart
and they draw me to you
like beautiful art.
Your ruby red lips
seem pouty and traced
such sweet perfection
I'm dying to taste.
If you were my love
you'd be my queen
if I were accepted
I'd show what I mean.
Alas I'm afraid
you were never here
you were only my dream
and that's what I fear...
copyright jas 2009