Heaven and Beauty In a Swimming Pool

heaven and beauty swimming in a pool i am too shy to start a conversation her body is a personal conversation all to itself i wonder if she came here alone i wonder what makes her the happiest i wonder what sad happenings are in the closet of her mind i wonder what it would take to win her heart i will play guessing games with giant johnson and a possibly sweaty steering wheel the fluidity of her swimming skills are influencing so many words in my head right now the words are so jumbled up that i cannot come close to thinking straight like trying to write with my right hand however, the etched art of seeing her inspires my mind to become ambidextrous out of nowhere, i attempt faraway flirting with her reciprocity prevails like a Beautiful Blessing From God heaven and beauty is now sleeping soundly next to me with a smile of pure contentment