MonuMental

She makes dreams out of the day and puts hope into tomorrow

eliminates my sorrow

makes crumbs for me to follow

Doesn’t borrow, won’t abuse and loves the views of Old Dominion

starlight in her fingertips

there’s heaven in her vision

Twice as nice as what I wanted, more than I’ve afforded

undetected, unrecorded how she walks into my morning

Stepped in through my door amazed, adorned in her infectious ways,

her gaze remains incurable, in other words adorable

She holds the moonlight in her eyes and carries sunlight in her pocket

(I’ve) seen our fates in deeper space but keep her face within a locket

She’s the topic of discussion, causes rapid heart percussion,

she’s the button on my elevator taking me to rooftops

my path along the river stepping over roots and loose rocks

to balance on the tracks and leave a quarter for the crushing

She’s a fire in the works, my desire for the future

any injuries – the suture,     my attire if it suits her,

She’s my hot exotic counterpart, the mile to my kilometer

the glass of milk I’m dying for, I’m drinking every drop of her

She’s popular, a lot to love, my drug and my addictive vice

my afternoon delight, my leading purpose for the gift of sight

My grip on life to seize the day

my kryptonite when she’s away

My favorite thing to intertwine

my spinach when it’s dinner time

My center line, my Greenwich prime, her love divine inside me

my day defined within her eyes, the sun that rises guides me

She walks into the room and steals the rug from underneath me

the oxygen from out me, she’s the one I love to squeeze me

She smiles of silver with a heart of gold, her body bronze and glowing

holds the planet in her hands, showing magic in a glance,

going fast without a chance of ever getting off or slowing.