dream girl

her hair it flows,ever so softly in the breeze
making me sense she is naught but an angel
walking the grounds,as pretty as you please
a portrait of beauty cought from every angle

the eyes of a goddess ,so perfect in hew 
with the power of love,they burn and smolder
every blink a pleasure,like the soft sips of dew
cought in her spell,i can only dream to hold her

her skin a marvel,of untouched melodies
the greatest of silks ,could not rival
the grace with which,she glides upon a gentle breeze
this feeling of lust, it has no denial

the thought of my hand reaching to touch her
frozen and stiff my body it fails me
could i just show her she need not another
her smile it shines like it was there for me

i take one step now three,and more
please god please dont let me fail
as i approach my will is gone i've hit the door 
time it moves almost as a snail

then its there her eyes upon me 
all fear is gone ..i return the smile
turning with grace i can trully see
her beauty is supreme there is no rival