The surface a porcelain pond hold my milky reflection
Lips like lavender clouds smeared across the sky
Put the Angels of heaven to shame
Seraph my love, with the glow of fresh fallen snow
Shadows section her face like statue of gold
Sun kissed brass speckles twinkle with the grass
Wondered of words and soul
Will you be my precious flower
Golden glow oh behold the moon beneath the stars
I see you like ice crystal carved
Diamondesque ripe like a summer peach
Flow like cool winds on springtime leafs
You drip and roll like cursive ink
You whisper like tortured silence
Whither alone like an orchid
Oh hooded widow don't hide your precious face