Aerial Love ii

She looked marvellous

A sight so elegant
That it was impossible not to notice
Even for one not habitually attentive to such details

For she had on the Bhutan-made wooden wedge Louboutins
A chocolate satin dress and Tahitian pearl pendant

Her natural sensibilities and alien propensities
Had always attracted me

And on the balcony she stood
Like a ballooning spider – on a flower – tiptoe
And ready to throw out gossamer then launch into the blue

While I, on the turf, in view
Kept whistling like a flute
Cheering her on… in my mind composing this poem

Before my muse

 

© Heath Muchena, 2016

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