She

She entered the room and hijacked my breath, her gait, the swing of her hips, her curves, her face, her radiance, her energy, her everything

Each swing of her hips sent me deeper into a lascivious trance, It called to me, I'm floating across to her involuntarily

Oh how I yearned to lay my fingers gently on those hips that lie

She smiled, sheepishly I return the blessing

She is sunshine, always there, always bright, hiding behind a cloud, she entered my world and it has not been the same

My memory permanently stained, my perception of what is, more fluid

She leaves my room like she must, eventually, and I will still be bewildered by her swing as she walks away, into another room

As she lives with her radiance, her energy, she leaves with my breath.