More beautiful than a beauty queen
Prettier than an ocean scene
As iridescent as a flower blooming in the spring
As vibrant as the sun
and smarter than some
Beautiful like the heart inside your chest
I don't even compare to all the rest
Aphrodites ain't got **** on me
Like a blushing bride on her wedding day
More beautiful than a 68 Nova Super sport
Like a model of some sort
Gorgeous as a diamond engagement ring
or a caged bird that will still sing
Pretty as poetry
Cooler than flowetry
I must be the bomb diggity yo
Like a tattoo under your skin
I'll always be there for everyone to observe and admire
As beautiful as leaves changing colors in the fall
So beautiful that I must be without a single flaw
They say things are beautiful if you love them
that must be why I don't see my own beauty at all...
© Ashley Rodden. All rights reserved

How might he sing of this Queen that he found
Of their trip through the stars
Of the sights and the sounds
The soft subtle glow from her sun-kissed skin
Her Magic and rhythm that oozed from within
Of Holding her close, getting lost in her eyes
The lattice of limbs, the world passing by

Much more to this union than physics and heat
Their mind-space meeting place first of all treats
Hard to face truths they would tackle as one
Before all that JuJu had even begun

There in those convos through hours unfolding
A Lucid flowetry & neither witholding
She opened her heart up revealing her past
Her Darkness and Strengths
A history so vast

The degree of compassion and comprehension
Served as a softener, negating all tension
And he, he felt worthy, enough for a tear
To receive all she was
Dark and Light
Love and Fear

Pickled perspectives through dilated seers
Dissolving of egos & bringing forth tears
Humbly he knelt, for in him she would trust
Honouring intention
And Self
Before lust

Digesting their truths on candle light beams
Backing track soundscapes of finish him themes
Magnetic her radiance, a colourwheel aura
Bodies' bouquet, scents sweeter than flora
Skin to skin textures their grip free to roam
Tastes of pure Stardust
Her flavour was... Home

A moment removed from time's ceaseless pace
Light breaking birdsong, Love dripped from her face
The world switched on and began it's routine
While Awestruck he witnessed this manifest dream
Cat cursed yet tireless he played to her choir
Their Synchronous vibrations raised forever higher

There's never before been, nor again will there be
A woman of resonance as Perfect as she
Subjectively perfect, Ubiquitous truth
Yet how we see perfect requires no proof
All of his senses Peaked & Saturated
All his Desires
In this Queen concentrated

Once in a lifetime the lucky may find
A someone of substance who stimulates the mind
Once in a lifetime the lucky may be
With One who cultivates a compatible energy
Once in a lifetime the lucky may hold
The attention and Love of their true Twin Soul

But the idea that One girl could be all this and more
A concept so enticing he just can't ignore

The poetry of Presence
The Nourishment of Osmosis
The Freedom of the Eternal Now
She's Imperfectly Perfect
She's Perfectly Imperfect
His Queen Supreme

He was never too young for me
He was a perfect age I craved
With a euphoric voice I adored
Luxurious, touchable black hair
Unbeatable swag game that speaks
To my inner existence in unstained ranges

He was my delicate and loving muse
Filled with superrific intellectualism
Artlicious collections, perpetually
Poetically ******, vibalicious anthems
So vidalicious as they flow through his brain

I drank him in like a fish
Absorbing his earthborn effulgence
His pure gold floetry, flowetry freedom
In sweet infinite equilibrium, blisserrific
My amazinglicious, driptastic prince

His rich and equally smooth voice
Was like the sound of beautifully
Calm and blue seas, like a gentle
And amazingly fresh breeze
Like vividly velvet enchantment
That lured me to his luminous, vibrant
Cityscape, the musical soul of his
Flowetry sweetness, his nakedly
Slender hips, soft as a warm
And gorgeous garment

His cool and comfortable chest
Were ultimately strong as a long-lasting
Battery, feel his extremely thick
And greasy black beard, the way
You glide your hands around a bold
And solid tire, the way you rub
Your body against an immense
Glossy wall, cherishing the captivating
Embracement, the romantic strands
Glistening like clear and rare glass

I could sink inside his gratifying lineaments
His lyrical limits, his stylishly thin mustache
His skin brilliant and beautiful as a truly
Spectacular sunset, like sunflower candy
Earth brown eyes, attractively crafted eyebrows
Fashionably black satiny hair, so worthy
Of admiration, his complete body a world
Of phenomenal fulfillment