Her Most Beautiful Eyes.

Focal world at pin point precision,
receptors that through sight duly listen,
Studied your vision like Dr J.G Zinn,
a sensuous essence in vitality ….a re-vision,
of infinite peace and inter-ambient inquisition,
vignette version,
poise seeking out light-beaut, Arcanum…
deep-rooted in colour brown & uh…cute,
beheld in a foresight Eye-deal insight, Asylum
Crimson corpuscle transmitted right, her most beautiful eyes,
centrally black evanescent  pearls,
dipped see-zing heart Auras,
passions fire burns but Zinnia incense it unfurls,
Mind surreally in a dream wine en-drenched, ensnared in paradigmal pleasures, measuring stares’ forever, imposing pains and tears more tender, star amidst like radiant ruby embers, trapped in a sky of astrological answers, soft in a shape smooth and round like river pebbles,
water-surrounded an ayot of light lenses,
preview & post. . . .
I remember Gods’ given unforgettably,
Oh . . . her most beautiful Eyes,
raining sightless appease,
gazed into the red Sun and danced like Snow in the trees,
contain not a view but a persona dense,
seeing into true you. . .
beyond a civil pretense . . . how EMENCE.