Her eyes are as blue as the ocean that floods an island.
Her cheeks as rosy red as the erupted lava of a volcano,
burning what it once helped grow.
Her skin as pale as the lonely, waning moon in a starless sky.
And she's looking at you.
Her countenance as quiet as grass shoved by heavy tropical winds.
Her smile as small as the marching ants,
who march from out their homes into their graves.
Her ears as shiny as the coins of love tossed into a bloody dump.
And she's looking at you.
She said her name was Heaven, as in you'll never get there.
She said her name was Freedom, as in the price of 'unfair'.
She said her favorite flowers were daisies, as in death of the Duke.
And she's looking at you.
Her lips are as full as the inside of a pregnant womb made fetus-less.
Her hair as healthy as a decaying corpse from hundreds of years ago.
And she's looking at you with her eyes as soulless a freshly dead body.
She said your vibrancy fascinates her, you're a living carousel.
She hasn't felt fascination since the beginning of Earth.
She said your smile makes her excited, you're a living aphrodisiac.
She hasn't been excited since the extinction of the dinosaurs.
She said your intelligence marvels her, you're an super- Einstein.
She hasn't marvelled since Christ was crucified.
And she's looking at you.
Lucky you.
Nature's first choice, always!
YOU ARE READING
And Me...
PoetryThis is just a collection of poems that I've written and the others that I plan to write. I'm not claiming to be some epic poet, but I hope you all enjoy. Thanks for reading (if you read) and thanks for commenting (if you speak). Your choice :)
