Boring was never a word to describe her She was unique and exotic Hair falling below her ******* Bangs tickling the freckles dotting the bridge of her nose Her eyelashes swooped outward Trapping anyone brave enough to meet her heated gaze Her shoulders draped in the softest of silk Blouse pulled taught and fitted into her belt. Top button undone leaving the smallest sliver of skin begging to be touched. Her hips swayed to the beat of her slacks Making swishing noises as her thighs Soft and plump rubbed the pant seams stepping on her tippy toes to avoid the clickety clacks usually emitted from her signature well worn combat boots She was far from boring
Rose in a dew I thought I caught a glimpse of you.
Zooming in I thought I can get closer. Only to eye on upon a river amid myriad over looking stars.
A drop spans out to be a sea neither did it tarry. I thought I would give up that big is not for me.
But yet a scene never washed away is intact unblurred beneath the million waves of the sea. I thought the moon will give up! It can never touch but always returns over the sea can't forget a scene. So is me once that I chanced to see.
I'm daring to Glimpse Perceive Barely stand on my own feet What shoes am I going to wear Is it blue, red, nor green? Don't feel the heaviness of my feet But everything fit immaculately to my verity sheet Ach, Are these really the colors of my being? Well... They say emotions really fades away I don't know now Cause I heard the eternal aura whispers coming through my thoughts Or is it just my own whispering sound? Oh God I can't speak Nor find the root in me Water me I must water me I want to see the flowers of my soul I want to feel the existence in me There's a black sky But only to feed the earth's feet A dashed black color in me Coming through every breath I take while I speak