In the eyes of the beholder

A smile brighter than her golden brown crown,

I cannot help but stumble, and fumble around.

When I see that smile, and those dark brown eyes,

It all skips a beat, turns upside down to the vast skies.

And when you draw close, and I can feel your heat

I deja vu, I could swear I had an angel at my feet.

When I see you standing, taking all of you in

I feel a presence that draws out my sins.

A power takes hold of me, and blurs out my sight,

when your powers seduce me and siphon my might

Your body as a goddess', and a face that stuns my being

when I see you completely, I give into being a heathen

To worship you, to please your every desire

and receive in return, your lasting affection, 

your lust, and your fire!

Reviews

[ayele marie dalmeida]

"A smile brighter than her golden brown crown
I cannot help but stumble ,and fumble around" love how you open the piece , I love the beauty of this and the easy going thing it got going on . Thank you for inviting me to read it . Bravo❤👌 such a romantic piece .