She.

Illustration Courtesy: Kari Bugueño saved to ilustración en acuarela

She,

had the most

beautiful

big

brown eyes

lurking beneath shades of

cloud grey lenses

Crammed

In between

manicured

Shaped brown lashes

They spoke

And littered

In unassuming pretenses

Expressive and huge

Brimming

With storms of Deluge

Her eyes

They shadowed her shadows

Beneath her lashes

And flickered

As she spoke

Untruth and lies

Unbashed

And in her gnashes

Bright and sparkling

In abundant panache

She would weave

Dreams

Tangible and

Her eyes

They would then glitter

Set in motion and dither

With excite

That would move

My mountains of faith

And I'd know no more

Snuggle in her bosom

I'd comb her skin

for openings and her chasm

Until

She'd settle me deep

In between her flesh

Secured, fastened and bold

Enshrined in her

Warm and uncold

She would then

Become my heaven

And my hells unhidden

My apostrophes

and hyphens uneven

My fullstops, commas and

My pauses untaken

She's my complete

My self

My companion

in lives all seven

She is to me

Mine to me

For ever and even.