The goddess of my world

When you find the most special girl on earth, she turns a goddess.

Her onyx eyes sparkle as ripe olives,
illusion void, in moonlight gleam,
and her supple skin radiance reels,
soft caramel, tanned nobly deep.

Your beauty my dear, deserve a walk in the park.
With glittery hats, to crown your shiny hair,
corn popping by as we branched to buy.
On the log ride, your tender breasts juggled alive.

just as those firmament looms thunderheads,
and briefly descends steady heavenly tears,
washing your tender self as rain drops,
my wishes behold, i want to keep you warm.

as the dusk comes up does the vibrant red sun.
And the lovely gleam, bubble your skin aglow.
Rare beauty as the sun sets beyond.
Step into the night as a goddess of my world.

Reviews

[hayzed]

She must be a goddess

[An owl on the moon]

A beautiful, sensual, moving write of the sunrise in your heart... of the one who brings light and life in such a wondrous way.