If Beauty Froze Time

The power of a women that could clam a storm in a man! The smell of her ways that can coax his desires in the palm of her hand. The gentle breeze by the sound of her voice could make him move mountains. if she plays her cards right, her groove could convince the common man to bring her fountains.

At the end of a long and restless day of trying to prove himself to a world that doesn't even matter. He rushes home because his attention is focused on her vibe and his concentration on her would not shatter. Somehow, I keep moving toward the sunlight and give hope for a new tomorrow. Even in my roughest days, just one look at her can take away any sorrow.

Made dinner plans tonight just to see the room freeze as you enter. Thinking and looking at you gave me joy to know that you are my center. Writing of you brings the world to a slow pace and to a way that I could understand. I dream of many days of waling with you through fine grains of white crystal sand.

Beautiful Princess, do you mind if I write about your find art so that others may come around from miles just to see your ways. Some thought you were not possible, but as you froze time, I continued to write about you for many days. Now people may say what they want and do the things that brings them great desire, seeing you smile at me keeps me warm and add fuel to the fire.

The time was not going anywhere, but somehow things seemed to go by so fast. When I had that chance with you, the conversation was so good, however the time in the day did not last. Then came the moon, and no one gave a shift in position, the time was still in the motions of many bodies as they stood in suspense to picture your next transition.

You smiled and then the winter solstice embark the Miami beach! People still couldn't move, but you managed to keep the heat within as I saw the eyes of others which captured admiration and I personally saw it, I counted one to the other, each by each (I writing, dig my $#!+). Clearly this is OK and somehow men lost the art in telling a woman how he feels, but keeping this back was impossible when I saw you in heels.

I was told that I was blamed to be many things and called to be something much less, but when you froze me, I still gave every effort to move and give you my best. Men have written about the seven seas and every wonder of the world. Somehow they missed writing about the women that can go back into time and freeze the activator juice right out of an 80s curl.

Please stop looking at me because I'm dead serious! Still thinking about the day and moment you froze time and drove everyone delirious. Somehow you manage as if there was no care in the world, and then chose to smile on me and there was not other thought and I failed to notice the wind and the flags constantly unfurled.

Thoughts of you took me higher and the mood was settled and clam as the night and the music was free. However, my heart was frozen and enslaved to the ice you gave to me. Sorry if I lost control and my plane came crashing down. Too bad of a shame that no one can hear the pitch of your beauty, but I caught the sound as your love came around.