she lay wreathed only in sunlights warm glow loose strands of her long red straight hair flowed like bountiful silken ribbons of silent beauty's fire
i brushed one strand from the velvety skin of her shoulder and there softly laid a single lingering kiss tasting her elegant beauty with my lips ever so quiet ever so soft she murmured a lustful smile
she is that faster than light butterfly spinning in the hot winds of timeless dreams a dutchess of the grand a pauper of the sublime regal in her reflections
their sweeter wines succumbing to the autumn celebrations the girls in silken white dress the boys in trimmed black cuffs they all stand back bowing heads in humble submission when on the cusp of a light whim she wanders through the gathered and waiting apostles of beauties delight
dutchess of the grand pauper of the sublime regal in all her reflections like a warm jewel at the center of all things pretty at the epicenter of all things envied the precise defining of the better universe at her fingertips
the dream murmured was just the soft stirrings of her restless soul as she dreamt that all could be hers if she would only reach for my hand take the chance dutchess of grand pauper of the sublime she murmured a lustful smile
(As she woke, opening the saltwater jewels of her eyes said to me...) final poem in the series