Amber's Waves
Colorfully Surreal
arboreal of magnolias.
how wonderful it feels
when farmers yield a cornucopia
flowing hair like golden grains
that dances on her shoulder blades
She Rose in the air . glowing flames
from the ashes of her old remains
the Solar maiden
they'd whisper the name
in polar caverns
(praying for molten havens),
No wizards Sage
could sew her patterns
Replacement Killer
I can't object to affection
when the object of my affection
is nesting in the heavens
while injecting her venom
Is no less than an obsession
its lessening the tension
* I cant mention her name
without proffesional intentions
or message relays →
but her electrical waves
Are beyond metrical measurement
in several ways
when subjected to her rays
I need medical attention
without a Seconds delay
She's a drop of golden sun
when I'm holding out my tongue,
I'm not the only one
But this is how its always begun.
(At the end)
Crystal's prismatic eyes sparkled like a fresh sheet of ice in the morning light
Often I
fantasise about taking a deep dive
into them when shown just right
her form at a
certain angle appear years to reveal a secret doorway entrance Wearing the glowing
silhouette of a beautiful angel I can feel the gravitational pull of a powerful magnet
breathtaking sun sets and blaze in the sheen of her mane A devastating loveliness
that easily appear imprisons the mightiest of warriors like an experienced trapper of
small game there's no escape for a hapless target of her gaze One glance is all it
takes to fall hard into a hypnotic state she can make the stone hearted hermit to
break she can take your soul without warning and burn it at the stake her victims are
oblivious and shower her thankful for the privilege of being devoured while
maintaining their good graces Crystal's prismatic eyes sparkle like a fresh sheet of ice
in the morning light Often I fantasise about taking a deep dive into the wedding
show just right okay I'll get.
