dusk, I contemplate the sun set and a new moon rise <br />as the horizon melts with the far blue oceans and skies <br />color by divine hand painted to match your sultry eyes <br />inspiration for all, but for some also their final demise <br /> <br />golden streaks on silver clouds that spawn your hair <br />beauty by Venus bequeathed for none can compare <br />skin of velvet and silk, honey and milk, sailing through air <br />name before time written among the stars of your lair <br /> <br />dawn, the gods have smiled, <br />the princess is born in satin and lace <br />I endure the precarious walk, and search <br />the way out of life's endless maze <br /> <br />though I shall choose to drink from the sacred chalice <br />and so be saved from destiny's pernicious grace <br />I will delight in visions of crystal flames and fires <br />hopelessly beguiled by the mystic reflections of your face<br /><br />Marco Antonio Solano<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/visions-of-crystal/
