In, out, in, out, in
My breath catches, my head spins!
This is sin, this can’t be right,
As clear as day, my mind turns to night,
And all I can see in this moonlight is you.
*Exhale*
You’re breathtaking, I don’t know what to do,
Your beauty prevails.
It wins, the wind sings,
Your hair sets sail, I swear I see wings,
I swear I see fins, I know I see stars.
You’re out of this world, you must be from Mars.
Calmy I inhale,
Your smile prevails,
Your eyes are intricate details,
But you’re the bigger picture.
© Akeem Rowe, Kingsinister, 2016
A Poet of Sin 