If I can find the words to give the justice her image deserves

A picture of the woman for whom I have be reserved, with just a tiny glint of her vivacious curves. I'm feeling lightning flashing through me, inspiring these words.

Her image forces me to experience an erotic ebullition. My twin flame, my prophetess of metaphysical scintillation.

The sight of her is aphrodisiacal, her radiant spark ever so paradisiacal, she kindles my soul into a coruscation, combustion then glowing candescence. All from a picture, merely The idea of her presense.

Indeed the sight invokes thoughts of you with me physically, your Noble feminine form and you're opulent essence I can see so vividly, I adore your amenable skin, your life force so full of energy. Imagining the smell and feel of your lush sumptuous hair, the taste of your delectable lips, and the sensual paroxysm I would feel from your delicate kiss that I could only compare to Nirvana, or heavenly bliss.

Ten thousand words could not describe the connection I feel for you inside, from a mere picture, It must be heavenly devine.

nor can words even when put into rhyme, portray the white hot fire that will be created when our twin souls intertwine.

My body close to the thine manifesting the impenetrable fortress of our loves eternal bind, safe in our palatial shrine.

Even if all I can get is a picture of her, I thank God and the universe divine, for allowing me this cherished depiction of her, my soul's definition of perfection and Grace.

A vision of true love, the personification of Hope and Faith

Proof my soul's twin flame

How Blessed I am to exist in this your same
time and space.
And that I was Worthy enough to look upon your beautiful face.

I now have a picture I can hold in my mind, and I can at least see you, and know that perhaps one day,

I might call you mine.


By
David Michael Goad II

If I can find the words to give the justice her image deserves

A picture of the woman for whom I have been reserved, with just a tiny glint of her vivacious curves. I'm feeling lightning flashing through me, inspiring these words.

Her image forces me to experience an erotic ebullition. My twin flame, my prophetess of metaphysical scintillation.

The sight of her is aphrodisiacal, her radiant spark ever so paradisiacal, she kindles my soul into a coruscation, combustion then glowing candescence. All from a picture, merely The idea of her presense.

Indeed the sight invokes thoughts of you with me physically, your Noble feminine form and you're opulent essence I can see so vividly, I adore your amenable skin, your life force so full of energy. Imagining the smell and feel of your lush sumptuous hair, the taste of your delectable lips, and the sensual paroxysm I would feel from your delicate kiss that I could only compare to Nirvana, or heavenly bliss.

Ten thousand words could not describe the connection I feel for you inside, from a mere picture, It must be heavenly devine.

nor can words even when put into rhyme, portray the white hot fire that will be created when our twin souls intertwine.

My body close to the thine manifesting the impenetrable fortress of our loves eternal bind, safe in our palatial shrine.

Even if all I can get is a picture of her, I thank God and the universe divine, for allowing me this cherished depiction of her, my soul's definition of perfection and Grace.

A vision of true love, the personification of Hope and Faith

Proof my soul's twin flame

How Blessed I am to exist in this your same
time and space.
And that I was Worthy enough to look upon your beautiful face.

I now have a picture I can hold in my mind, and I can at least see you, and know that perhaps one day,

I might call you mine.


By
David Michael Goad II

Nice

EXCELLENT

Nice poems .

Words -very fine
With lot of shine
Feelings too hanging
Fervoures with longing
Sentences arranged good
Intensely defined but!
Nice to read.