Return of the stars

The feeling's back

And beautiful is she who dances

A grace divine and silken dresses.

Of course, I am enthralled by her

I could describe how gracefully she moved across the floor

How lovely she looked

She appeals to me

and I see beauty

as it should be to me

Sculpted muscles stretch from shoulder to finger

Able to hold ships in place

Cheekbones, dimples, freckles on the face

Like the sun shone there and the light just lingers

To marvel at you

Is to watch blossom blue

To make the world anew

Come spring or summer dew

Celestial being with angelic features

Sculpted in marble with brush strokes

Your mouth a beaker

Of spilled paint in water color skin tones

Complex mind, soft complexion

Caring heart, boundless affection