Hilde

It slowly became dusk as the yellow orb sank deeper, The Sun sailed down the sky to orange the ocean's ply... With whiteness edged in pink and centered by cream, This golden Buttercup left a gray smear of ash Against the back of clouds facing yesterday as it faded. The world finally turned to a dark and calm blue, Stars made their winking way into our mirth and The palm trees became romantic silhouettes swaying... I've seen the air gently flowing through your hair, As an August breeze would through pastures of golden hay, Leaving nothing but the sweet song of the wind and the willows... Whilst Trees' cover your silken skin's softness serene, As Silvery leaves shimmering in the sun crowned you as my queen, The riches of logic were gently taken from my palm, But worry little did I then, for riches were no longer my qualm. After the smell of lavender filling the air, As sweet to the taste an apricot to your watering mouth, Thirst your senses being ever more pleased, you Paused, my dear, to take my hand, to walk with me into This crystalline lake of love... An ocean, gleaming with a magic white avatar, Dawn Broke over, pouring streams of sunbeams that shun onto Your shoulders, flowing round your neck and up your spine, Softly playing at the shadows of your body's curves... You took my hand and to my amazement, all my senses were numbed... Whilst falling into this oceanic macros of love, drowning, I sighed with contentment although I did not even know her. Alas, her name has now been made known to all who have read about The beauty that is, and ways will be hers. Hilde... :-)

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