Orange rouge hue of night’s arrival
Heighten’d by sheen’d ice crust’d snow
As such my weary legs portage’d through
When unannounce’d from aside
Doth the Heaven’s gift entrance steady’d footfall gaze
To afore where crystal’d ice dance in the sky anew.
Those two chestnuts roasting
Oer those ember’d lush lips
Swathe’d with deep ebony’d blanket of hair
How doth thine cherish’d visage shine
Illuminating fully the vista of eterne content.
Oh to be wrap’d snug in that caramel tinge’d warmth
Beholden freely with naught but perchance to spy a smile
Or a whisper’d touch along my cheek
That flushes e’ry pore pass’d o’er
Igniting each tendril of nerve with burst of passion.
Such Eden-esque bliss doth her presence invoke
Yet to know the prior result
Of one taste of succulent forbidden fruit;
To risk cast out to the barren parch
Be still a merciful memory’d haven to relapse within
Over unending question of if I haveth….