May 26, 2011

demure vintage


her eyes they spoke
of many things i longed
to go
with and for her
standing in golden light
her demur vintage
a beauty the divine
can only remember
i stared a moment
then looked away
it may be coy
it may be fear
in this light
divinity is a halo
of skin hue
the character
of you and i
in spring sun
just before a moment
your blue eyes
then soft bliss
in your lips
the perfect kiss
for that very moment
i knew the crush
your vintage demur
tastes divine

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