Imagination
Imagination
The sylph of my imagination,
Succumbs to defeat in your gala presence.
Your pulchritude remains
Unrivaled in the pageant
And this ostentation brings
Swell smile on my lips,
Allowing the pluviophile in me
To dance with you in rain,
Holding your tender waist,
Exchanging invisible words
Of love
With your verbose
Yet belligerent eyes.