December 5, 2010

The Beautiful Girl

The day is bright with violets and maroons and oranges.
A sky, power blue with soft white roaming clouds
gives the perfect cover to open fields of daffodils
laying massively on the earth
where the horizon meets infinity

A beautiful girl stands divinely
She wears a translucent floral sundress
fitting firmly about her waist
Brown suede sandals worn and beaten with age
dance through the mud to the daffodil field

She begins to roll through the flowers
as she touches and bends vivid colors in the sky
Childishly she laughs and sings while she plays ... alone

She motions to a tiny awkward bird
she mimics the way he walks
Rolling through the daffodils and the dirt
the flowers hug the beautiful girl's body
like a soft flannel comforter on a round plush bed
Her long brown hair falls beautifully
past her breasts and lays upon her magnificent body

This beautiful woman now tiring from her play
smells the one violet daisy
She grows to a comfortable exhaustion
and lays to down to sleep in the flower bed

In her rest she is joined by beautiful wolves
his friends of gray
They protect her while she sleeps
Staying through her rest
They guard her so she may safely wake and go to him
the wolves keeper ...

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