there they were…
earthen perfection
time-bending 
pinpoint pupils 
gouging at my iris'
without contemplation of the intrusion.
pulchritude personified perfectly in puddles of the 
d  e  e  p  e  s  t  chestnut...
framed with porcelain and drawn to a halt 
by the severity of razor sharp bangs.
luxurious 
mahogany 
and 
ebony...
frozen in her invasion 
my hand spasmed 
marrying our flesh 
in a stolen touch.