Modern Goddess: (Love Is A Drug) Poem by DM W

O she is a goddess sublime:
Of many light & shadowed aspects.
From time to time, I glimpse her signs.
Her countenance is powdered perfect.
She takes the form of crystal white
And purifies my darkened mind.
She scatters angel dust at my feet
As soft and white as snow; bitter sweet.
She quickens the blood in my veins
And stirs illusions in my brain.
She makes me feel like soaring high
Into the sun kissed, deep blue skies.
She's gently sculpted beauty rare:
An arch seducer beyond compare.
I dream of her every day & night.
O I fear the descent from such heights.