CAPTURED, Still another for my muse. Options

[RMBOD]

CAPTURED

I patiently wait for the moment to come
When reaching arms out, I'm rewarded with some
Tender affection from the girl with that class.
On the day the Knight meets the tunesmitherous lass.

I'll try to see past all the stars in my eyes
And soak up the moisture when happiness cries.
I'll try not to melt like a stick in her arms.
And butter my toast with her savory charms.

Cinnamon spice in that ginger root hair
Sprinkle her shoulders with sweetness to spare.
A polaroid flash and she's captured in part.
For a second at least, freeze-framing my heart.

I wait to exhale, for the skipping to stop.
And chastise my tongue for the tripping, and flop
To the ground from betrayal of uncertain knees.
Limp from the WIMP and the force that it frees.

A man with his dreams can reach out toward his fate.
Embracing his thoughts while awaiting the date.
The voice of the songstress he hears in his head
Wailing, adorned in a bright crimson red.

RMB,OD 7/31/2005

[+Franziska+]

you prize her admirability and express your awe wonderfully
very well written fellow poet

Franziska *xxX

[Unknown]

good god... this is..... soul scribblings written in the ink of the heart. A testament of love to be etched into the mind. Beautiful.
misty..