Alabaster skin met with classical smooth curves’ artistry
The essence of predawn crystallized in a single tear on a mask of cobalt blue,
chartreuse irises gazed beyond with heated pleasure.
Silvery stardust lined the waves of midnight curls that framed her face,
a patch darker still crowned the silken petals of her sex.
Elizabethan collar fanned thickly around a peacock’s neck,
matching skirt cinched high above legs poised in flight.
Round breasts exposed, taut nipples rosy pink
Slim body checkered in black and white,
thin lines of mercury crisscrossed her body.
Shards of sapphire glimmered where the diamonds meet.
A crystal ball rests in one hand
and the other hand delicately poised to grasp a single feather.
A distorted timepiece with hands of cello strings reading the flight of magpies
ignored over her shoulder.
Contemptuous genteel swordsmen destined to terry with their thick, swollen members pursued
with a marionette’s care.
Their golden pride sheathed deeply at the moment when the twin suns set,
and her milky iridescence shone for her kingdom.
