Yours

San Antonio TX

Description

Auburn crowned, ivory Goddess of beauty and grace, you, who Aphrodite dares not rival, entranced my eyes on first glimpse of yours, ensnared my heart with your casual, passing glance. Perhaps, then, I could have escaped, but that simple gesture, the loosening of a restrain, the gentle toss of your head, and the burgundy hued silken tresses, set free, cascading, cascading, seemingly endlessly, like a vision from an adolescent’s summer-fever borne dream. A dream that has recurred, waking and sleeping, since. You owned my eyes. You were the chatelaine of my heart. With that slight motion you enchained my very soul with admantine bonds that even you, Goddess that you are, will never possess the power to rend. Forever, Your hirsute acolyte.