Velvet Eyes

Its funny what a mispoken phrase can become

I knew a girl
She blew my mind
With looks unheard
One of a kind

She had velvet eyes
And cardboard lips
With taffeta hair
And strawberry jam fingertips

Her eyes soft and warped
With color and texture rich
My crush on that velvet
Brought to fever pitch

Corrugated cardboard lips
Not even close to paper thin
But unashamed and smart
Cut out above her chin

And hair like a prom dress
With a skirt so full
When she walks its caught
In a dance of push and pull

Then theres her strawberry touch
All seed and no rind
Clinging to your skin
And leaving those sweet traces behind

Girl of my dreams
If she would just wait
But there's a boy
Who's brow was slate

And his hands are ceiling tiles
Holding back the sky
And keeping out the rain
I say who am I?

I dont have hair of sand
Molding to any castle I'd make
Nor a tall and broad brick wall body
Mine like dough, waiting to bake

No I cannot be like
The slate brow boy
I do not have eyes
Like his of corduroy

Only eyes like solo cups
Filling to the brim
Just cups within which
You cant even swim

But I have a heart like a jackolantern
Carved open and bright
With the candle of my love
Burning through the night

And her velvet eyes
May haunt my sleep
But if she'll have him
I cannot weep

Her friendship is a precious jewel
More than diamond more than pearl
And I will do anything
For the velvet eyed girl

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this one blew me away...love the use of cardboard for the lips...something sexy there even if an odd analogy for lips...i really like the stanza about the hair...unique.