BEAUTY OF A MONROE
Feelings of anxiety
Feelings of uneasiness
My heart, soul and veins tremble
The flavour of your skin,
The foxiness of your skin tone,
Captivating and beguiling as the petals of a blooming cherry tree.
Like winged cupid blind, the brain of your beauty drops me dead when it stares.
You sparkles and bewitch like Halloween candles in the dark.
In the belly of darkness you glow.
You walk in beauty like a night of starring stars
And cloudless climes of starry skies
Shining like the sun
Glowing like the star
Your beauty sweeps me like bushfire in the harmattan season.
À la mode your daint defeats my heart's rebellion
And hypnotises with the spell of your bloom.
Dazzled, winsome and fascinated,
In my mind,
We stroll like two souls of equal levels of attractiveness
We fit like pieces of a jig-saw puzzle
Indeed your beauty triggers a spasm of glistening fantasies.
Lass, soledad, Monroe
You are as pulchritudinous as birthday cakes served under a staring constellation.