Gazing toward the horizon, embracing this now setting sun
While as stepping through this threshold, to find myself
Once more mesmerized by these thoughts of her portrait
Born, inside such cupids eyes of love
A feeling somewhat familiar begins to arise, deep inside, this soul of my very soul
Something that for many years now it seems, has lay hidden
From within this beating heart of mine....
Reflectng on the first time I had ever beheld her fragrance
As a crimsons rose, gently blossoming before my sight
Amid these gloriously vivid colors, that had marked her radiance
As I watched within astonishing amazement
Unknowing along the paths of time, that her beauty, would then steal my thoughts....
Within the nighttime stillness I have journied and crossed
These vast oceans to be near her side; to breathe in her glowing light
Which fills her perfect soulful eyes, beneath, her soft and lovely lashes
This precious white dove; with her flowing, and silkened brown hair
Tenderly smiling, with her glistening strawberry lips, whispering, such words of life
Upon the shores of her whitened sands, afore this glittering, starlit night
Dare I dream of Cinderella once more I pondered ?
While holding these diamond slippers of silver, within my dreaming, wanting hands....
As I then blinked my eyes not once but twice, and stared back, upon the open waters
Of the Pacific; from atop this balcony whereon I do now stand
Peering beyond the breaks of these enchanting mooncrested currents
And looking towards the heavens within their soothing solace
While wishing, if only she were here; her beauty, by my side
Taking another sip of red Chateau wine, and, then closing my eyes
That I may listen to the waves amid their serenty calling her name
Spellbinding, time after time, after time, again; as once more, I breathe her in
Into this princess of all that truly matters, that truly matters, inside of me....
Smiling as I glimpse the shoreline; and then, this ever rolling tide
Where into I cast another kiss; in hopes that it shall find her treasures front door
Her majesty ~ Who became all that she is, all, within the blink of an eye
A crimsons rose, held by my dreaming heart; as I wonder, will she ever be mine....
She, 'My Fairest Maiden' ~