Monica

Hair like a lovely whisky

The tint of fallen leaves

Brown and sleek

Like the first rains of autumn

How such a tint could play with the light

Reminiscent of peering at the sun through a jar of pine honey.

Her eyes were the color of milk chocolate

Edged with a deep forest-green

Sometimes the two colors swirled together

Like moss creeping over rich soil.

And when she smiled, both colors ignited with a glow

Dazzling me, with the warmth of the deep brown

And the seductive green

dancing around its edge.

They were deep, mischievous,

Lively, and jovial

When she felt down, they seemed to grow dim and dark.

The smooth green on the edge

contrasted beautifully with the amber color in the middle,

And would capture, the heart of any man, who gazed at her.

A deep curve on her lips, makes the world stop around her.

A smile that brings back a million memories in a split second.

With a look, that makes you  happy to be alive alive

The thought of her, lips sends my mind into a sensual state of intoxication

A primal urge to kiss her, takes over

I could stand looking at her, for eternity

She has my heart, forever more.

©paul

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2 Comments Add yours

  1. For eternity,
    Evermore, says the poet.

    Her eyes were the color of milk chocolate. Paul, hide, she’s a witch.
    Loved your BooBoo.

    Like

  2. mydangblog says:

    Oh to be loved like that😊

    Like

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