Her Eyes Were Like Fireflies

Her fireflies eyes ,
Melted my heart of stone and turned it into dust ,
Dust  carried by the wing of the wind
from desert sand of the Sahara makes 
my heart buried deep into Mole’s habitat ,
My strength and zeal left death in me and vanish ,
In dark alleys , I wonder and ponder ;
When will I be free and be an eagle that flies 
unhindered by the wind and weather of the coast ?.

Her Sun ray gaze makes
My lion heart to be weakened and 
fluctuates  like aneroid barometer,
My barometer heart reads higher than my body temperature,
which  makes my stallion being to desire her more ,
Her  beauty put the ball into my goal post;
Which I couldn’t stop ; free assess ; free captivity !,
A golden goal scored by a fast and deadly striker ,
When  would my Moses’ will be able to
overcome her ester’s beauty ?.

9-21-2018
CONTEST: Verses Metaphor II, Free Verse -sponsored by Laura  Loo .
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October 7, 2018 at 8:40 PM
Congrats on your top win, Olusegun. Well done.
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