Ode to a Lost Beauty
May her eyes forever be excited
Like Almonds enlightened by the sun
Her smile is like a string
of perfect pearls
Her hair curls like relaxed smoke in a closed room
We were once in closed rooms
Her voice a gentle harp
Her skin spotted with beauty marks
Pinpoints of what she has seen
a map of desire I can't confide
A cheetah at rest I can best describe
May her beauty die ever so slowly
For the ones who do aspire
Admire the ones like her
For the ones who do desire
Perspire at the very sight of her
For Darren
My closest friend. Always full of laughter and life, always ready to give. You always knew when he was about to walk through the door as a cacophony of laughter preceded his arrival. Proud father, loving husband, and a gem of a man.
He was as strong as an ox yet never a gentler human being walked this earth.
Surely heaven is full of laughter today.
