her desperate beauty clings to my heart
like the wayward soul seeking shelter
from wild winds rising
already fond of her delicate smile i collapse
while the distant world shifts
beyond the borders of the bliss her naked laugh creates
profane to speak of her flaws but to me even her flaws are
but devices of the flawless design
and such design as to entrance
her eyes comb my appearance from root of souls keepsake
to the bluster and bravado of summer night
she with her lush moist lips speak so bravely the conquests
but the shyness of her eyes speak fluently
of her deeper thoughts
of how she wishes to be the conquest
how she desires
like a winters coat pulled to banish the chill
our companionship in this hour comforts us both
while the waters of the world collapse on
the tin roof of the beachside shelter with summer birds song muted
her skin a deep tan have scattered my thoughts
as will when such intense beauty focuses her will upon mere mortal man
we both laugh at this to be true
she begins to apologise but i will hear none of it
i ever the gentleman bow to her graces and capitulate the day
her desperate beauty walks away as sun gathers once again
she upon leaving gently kissed my cheek and gave me the delight
of her smile
a gift to be treasured
i never even knew her name
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