She is the art,
That you gaze upon,
Drunk with the wine,
Of her Beauty,
Surreal and solemn,
Mellow with waves,
Vivid and impressionistic,
Sweet with its honey,
She is the moon,
That you gaze upon,
Drunk with the champagne,
Of her love,
Luminous with splendors,
Enigmatic with her deep kisses,
She rides the vibrancies,
Of warm waves and cool winds,
Petals strewn within gardens,
And souls,
Seashe
