The Woman of My Dreams

Literally, your beauty's deep like moral objectivity

You voice is like a symphony, epiphany

I'm lost inside the galaxy

Fingers crossed for lingered thoughts

I know that this is not a fallacy

No single tingle in my nimble body could reveal the simple fact

That every fract' of matter energy in you is Godly

At the center you are holy

Hardly holding heavy matters in your heart

And when reddish shades of fetish kiss, while hands land on pelvis

Hips feels like they won't depart

They'll sway but never stray, illuminate the dark

And when I'm feeling like a gloomy vacant agent off the mark

You make the moon ignite with sparks until the fleeting thought seems foolish

Happiness the only logical embark

Because every follicle of flowing hair

That's streaming from your' head and gently mimicking the air

Has sent me miles from despair

I feel inspired, loved, admired

Acquiesced the universe and I acquired my desires, attraction

Satisfaction everlasting casting beams of light on gleaming streams

Where waters flow in a dreamy sense, like floating on the ceiling

You are the key that sets me free

You are the flow of chi that's opening my being

And now I'm seeing visions of your' perfect image

crafted from a certain fabric made of vintage magic

Flabergasted by your' overwhelming, unrelenting features

You're a sentimental creature with potential to be anything

A mirror portrait of a clear morning

Your' eyes are like the dew glistening

And watching you walk is like listening

to birds flirting gently chirping got my stomach urning

Mind turning tentatively

Thank you, I am grateful for your' graceful lack of symmetry

A body made of all the greatest imagery envisioned

Your' head is full of wisdom, got my ears so apt to listen

When you laugh it's like I found religion

The sound of pounding palpatations push against my chest with sweet vibrations

I'm in tune with your' elation, your my mind's actualization

Not an arbitration, or an apparition

You make me feel like I'm inside the solar system 

Your silky hairs astray are like the light inside the milky way

I just put the ship in warp speed, and all the stars are lines and bars

But your image is still defined like words in dictionaries

In vindiction my infatuations buried

But sometime I have to let it go, let the past go

She's a witch a b***h, and I'm an a*s-whole

But back then, I was just a tadpole

I get it now, she is not the same as every dame

Every girl is not the crazy lady that they want to claim to be

You exist to prove this, and to contradict the status quo

And though I haven't met you, I have dreamt you

I contend that this will then invent you, because my mind is monumental

So beauty queen, brilliant woman on my brain's movie screen

I know that you are out there for me, and I might be ready

Reviews

[Sasha]

Because I am lame and practiced Qi Gong for about two minutes, I loved these lines:
"You are the key that sets me free
You are the flow of chi that's opening my being"
I'm a bleeding heart, so I already loved the sentiment of you gushing about the woman of your dreams. You used a ton of metaphors to break her down, piece by piece, and explain why you love her. Your language was unpretentious, there was a lot of imagery and hints of rhyme. I enjoyed this and until someone actually does, I'll pretend it was written for me. :P