• Her beauty.
    So divine.
    Her embrace of warmth
    makes you want to hold on forever.
    You can feel the connection.
    The love.
    Rushing through your entangled veins.
    A Kodiak moment of dreams.
    Her crystal clear eyes, oh so mesmerizing.
    Your mind becomes boggled.
    Her mauve satin hair hangs over her left shoulder
    like a small toddler to his indigo blanket.
    She sits there on the mahogany bench,
    leaning on the crystal table.
    As if she were isolated from her fellow peers.
    And you think:
    "What a wonderful woman she is.
    Her magic like a sea of wonder."