Lightning split my heart
At the vision of this goddess
So out of place
In the smoky bar
Cat calls and wolf whistles
Filled the space she left behind
As she swayed and slithered by
Heat touched the thirsty souls
And left them wanting the cool liquid in her walk
But I was the one
Who was caught the slanted green eyes
Of this vision in silk
A painted vine
Crawled up her neck
Crimson leaves, two by two
From the soft curve of her breast
Reaching up in an explosion of purple at her throat
As I wrapped her in my gaze
I was shaken
By the shriek of my alarm
Breaking the spell
Dreams are the best when they come to show such beauty !
I love the fact women who has lost breasts have tattooed that space on their bodies with beautiful artwork. May they all bare their chests to show it off to everyone. "This is what I am now, still beautiful."