Get Out of Town Aphrodite

Get out of town, Aphrodite. Get out of town, baby girl. I've found a new goddess, Baby and she's-
        her eyes, oh her eyes, constellations, suns and stars can't shine half as bright, but the sunlight shows them for what they are- golden flowers, still seeds surrounded by the roots of her eyelashes. Her eyes they're heaven and earth, stars and seeds, but whatever they are they're still waiting to bloom, watered with the tears she cries too often, flattered by her dark brown eyelashes, the shade you spend hours trying to replicate, trying to capture their dark body shot with bolts of light brown, forests of lightening that's what her eyelashes are, tranquil and serene but she sends shocks up your spine when she bats her eyes. And rising from these twin valley comes the red plains, blush as if painted on, as if she is perpetually caught in an ever so awful sin, or maybe just happy to see me. These red plains planted with uneven rows of light freckles, rising up to the mountain of her nose- the perfect ski slope I think we joked once, over exaggerating it's soft turn with our fingers as if skiers learning to fly, and my skiers always landed on the bunny slope of her lips, sinking into the ocean of her open mouth, before moving mountains- or softly, sloping hills to motion for a kiss and she sinks her sunset lips onto mine, moving her whole geographic body, her waves softly crashing, lapping, at my shore, and as night of my closed eyelids fall in pleasure-

Get out of town Aphrodite. Get out of town baby, girl. I've found a new goddess- Baby and she's so quickly become my whole world.

Reviews

[Collette]

Aw, what a beautiful image. The parallel images of your lover's face and the mountain face is striking. Really, really passionate. The entire vibe reminded me somewhat of a Beat's rhythm...free flowing and moving. You have a way with imagery that I envy greatly. Such as:
"Her eyes they're heaven and earth, stars and seeds, but whatever they are they're still waiting to bloom, watered with the tears she cries too often, flattered by her dark brown eyelashes, the shade you spend hours trying to replicate, trying to capture their dark body shot with bolts of light brown"

Seriously, so much talent. I'm impressed my friend. Never, ever stop penning.