like a balloon
a wind blown
plastic bag
maddeningly
nomadically
crosses
Saharan
sands
polymer
makes for
eternal
travel
nothing
to stand
to stop
while
pyramids
slowly
erode
Categories:
nomadically, muse,
Form: I do not know?
My jaw dropped and my eyes ventured perfection
Nomadically discovering forbidden curves and a taste-worthy complexion
Heels highlighting slenderized yet voluptuous thighs
A gentle profoundness defined within the iris of her eyes
This truly would be a Greek tragedy if I let this goddess get away
Thoughts play hopscotch with varied selections of what to say
By chance her eyes took an interesting glance
A sign!!!
It’s safe to say she’s gonna be mine
All I needed was a sign
Categories:
nomadically,
Form: Rhyme