Like the Moon on water she rose from the sheets of pale blue,

Hair like straw, across pale shoulders

Sweet like honey, moist like the morning dew.

Eyes like a faun, but bolder,

Snuggling softly like spoons we two,


By these writers:
Gloom
to old Poetry
Similes & Metaphors

to the Index~~~to Poetry 1999 ~~~to Darkness ~~~to Sal-li’s Story