White Beauty Poem by W.F.D. BLCK

I see the view like ocean white.
Truthful force and elegance within the waves.
I am thinking a sky's edge places a beauty's height.
Long golden mane of curls with all it's praise.
Her eyes of blue fire that summon the beast.
Lips wet on the air for her acquired taste.
Skin so soft, a flower's petals blooming in the east.
Sweet shoulder movement builds to enticement not done in haste.
Behind the lovely appearance lies a darker light.
For all the sensual arches there is some sadness.
Irresistible fragrances blushes with a southern might.
Embraced in the innumerable arms of love's madness.