I hear the whispers on the breeze;
Let no one flinch or even sneeze,
"Turn around and look over there,"
Gorgeous; unique with the glow of your hair,
I see the glory of your beauty;
If you were my queen what would be my duty?
Where have you been all along?
To you I'd dedicate every beautiful song,
All a sunder step away from your path;
Not a soul strays their attention if breath they hath,
I can't look away from your striking eyes,
In them I see the reflection of the skies;
You hold me prisoner; but I'm willful;
I'm loyal and determined; adoration plentiful,
I would be pleased to do your bidding,
As you command me my heart races flitting;
You hold the power in the realm of your finger,
When you walk away; your image stays to linger;
There is none other but you and only you,
My beating breath is yours; my life I surrender true;
Walking inspiration; growing desperation that you are,
To have you by my side I'd wish on every heavenly star...
© okpoet