A Message To My Acquaintance

October blossomed in the nautical dusk Where my sight felt a beauteous pearl less brusque Bright blue eyes, lips of rose and curls so long The deft soul of tulips had a scent so strong I adored the sound of her breath of smoke I revered the words of fine wine she spoke Her heart echoed the stuffed bear at the porch Her mind echoed the shrewd nun in the church That weather eye made my brisk steps brush by Now my thoughts’ a child aiming for the sky This long-legged lady is no lover, Yet she’s a faithful friend like no other Nonetheless, am I worth her precious time, Or is my friendship a cent or a dime? The will of tender’s a gift from above Is it a token of God’s endless love? I hope these verses will embrace her ways. She’ll fly away from the flaws of today Whenever those tears fall, she’ll have this verse To nourish that giggle which breaks her curse I am a writer of a bull fighter Yet I feel those eyes will become brighter.