The
Perfect Eclipse
I think it's divine how
she shines. It's not just her hips. It's not just her lips. It's just that she makes for the perfect
eclipse. She blocks out the sun just for
fun just so that I can perhaps see it to be it.
She has a coronal view that will enrapture you. She is a sight to see that will set your mind
free. It is something special that she
does to me.
Hypnotic is such a
narcotic that spreads bliss with a kiss.
It's like she will grant you your every wish. She makes for my favorite dish. I love to taste her face. She just walks right into my crawlspace. She is meant to be of a tint so as to paint a
star just so you can see where you are.
Some think of her as a dragon that has eaten the disc. Such is the mistress of mischief who loves to
play all day. She turns out the light so
as to brighten the night. In full view
she will swoon you to moon you.
I don't care as I stare
at the glare. All I want to know is that
she's there. She provides for a
crispness in the air that I heave to breathe.
She's like an undercover lover that's slipped up under the covers. She provides for a solar ballet that needs no improvement in its movement. She can make you feel that time stands
still. She has a dazzling sex
appeal. When you see her you will wonder
if she's real. She's like a goddess who
makes you want to kneel but you don't pray to her. You stay with her for in the greeting of the
meeting you come to know that her presence is fleeting. Do you feel your heart beating?
Understand to admire her while you can for the shadow of the moon will
leave soon. Melodic is the tune of her
galactic dance. She puts me in a
trance. Every time I see her it's the
start of a romance. To kiss her is to
miss her. When she leaves you will not
shun the sun. You become enlightened as
the day again brightens. Your memory of
her will never decay. She has an aurora
that will never go away. Her lasting
impression chases away depression and if she could she would make you always
feel good. She's the sight to see
that makes me full of glee.
I think it's divine how
she shines. She's the reason why I'm
able to see. She's the reason my heart's
been seasoned with a kiss always to be reminisced. She's the reason for a Christmas season. It's all there in the glare of her stare in which
I'm reminded of the colors of her hair. She
is my personal solar flare. Crisp is the
air. She is why my mind is free. She is the perfect eclipse to see. It is something special that she does to me.
Orrin K. Loftin,
Explorer
Copyright? When in the darkness there is light, making
for a beautiful sight.
November 9th,
2013
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