Her dark eyes
Her mesmerizing - nearly black - eyes
Visible under her hood.
Her costume intrigued
Veiled, covered
Yet shapely.
Smitten, approaching, weak-kneed,
Willing myself brave.
Tipping my cowboy hat,
Asking her name.
Her answer?
Aphrodite.
Certainly believable.
Seductive, breath-takingly stunning.
She had no use for my name
I took no notice.
She led to the floor...
Dancing
Kissing
Caressing
My lovely goddess beckoned.
I followed, lost to myself.
The following day, I awoke,
Recalling ecstasy not of this world.
She had taken my heart
And left me alone,
With the memory of
Her dark eyes.
Her mesmerizing - nearly black - eyes.
About the Creator
Julie Lacksonen
Julie has been a music teacher at a public school in Arizona since 1987. She enjoys writing, reading, walking, swimming, and spending time with family.
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