She sways her deep lavendar cape,
Gently with an exquisite flourish,
Finely cultivated,
By a shimmering waltz,
Of vintage and modern eras,
A fine wine sensuousness,
Emanates from its curves,
From her leather riding boots,
To her sweet brows,
Her lavendar kissed eyelids,
Like melodies of loving rhythms,
Upon damp and warm,
Moonlit lakewaves,
Accentuates her iris sparkling corset,
And her Beauty is honey,
Like the way she s
