Sparkle

Her sparkle was real, images I’ve never seen before.

Was it green? Red? It was something between wonder and

Supernatural, glow or some kind of graphic effect.

The veil between desire and beauty was fully tore

By the weight of her movement, her smile, her grace, her hands

Revealing new facets of her feminine aspect.

My eyes skipped a beat.

Her motion flittering like a fairy

Shaping new realities small and grand.

Oh, this was all new.

Scratch this into your memories, behold each second.

First times are so hard to come by in this day and age.

What enchantment is this, and how could I ever let go?

For each frame of each moment of each movement beckons;

Watch her cast her spell. Be the student, she is your sage.

Her feet move, her hips sway, her eyes synced in ebb and flow.

My time skipped a beat.

Frantic to save this to my library,

My mind discovering all these new lands.

Tell me she is true.

My heart skipped a beat.

Tell me she is true.