a california sun
of blonde hair
encircles her smile
just below an
encompassing passion
as interest gives way

enter the tender joust
of her eyes disarming
the doubt with a prowess
unmatched by the steeds
of mighty Rome on its
most magnificent day

and my butterflies rumble
as a volcanic catapult
of honest intentions,
churning all the fish
in the sea of love
to christen the maiden voyage

the beauty drives on
my visions belie the fact
she is dressed warmly
but I only see her
stretched out and naked
with a soul to glisten