Her eyes sparkle, <br />as if blessed by the <br />brilliance of suns upon <br />suns, emitting the purity <br />and expression cast <br />upon by the divinity of angels. <br />With every angle, they <br />peer into all things, as if <br />gazing into the depths of <br />a mystical, swirling, blue body. <br /> <br />Her love, robed white and spread <br />abredth, reaching eternally into <br />the cosmos, forever to be known, <br />cherished, and felt. <br /> <br />Her flaxen hair, so fine, <br />flowing as if kissed by mother <br />nature's palate, delving into the soul <br />as a waterfall succumbs to the beautiful, <br />watery bottom. <br /> <br />These things, I gaze from afar. Only to cherish, <br />to withhold a beauty so grand that I will someday <br />hope to embrace. Till then, I stand, solemn, with <br />passion burning in my heart.<br /><br />Dan Medina<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-six-minute-poem/
