Vouyer of Lust and Love

with long dark hair that fall's from her head to her hip's. i watch her through the shower screen. a vouyer of lust and love. inside my newly beating heart dream's. the dark drones of merciles mist has lifted. the sun again is tangible,not just another element. my mind has reversed the bitterness in which it was twisted. i walk in the door,back home from work and see her dress fall loosely. the smile i beam could encompass a world of strain and bound it together tight. she is a girl of pink and praire flowered,feminite floral beauty. i floor the food from of the table,replace it with her and let passion's take flight.