Like a wild Plumeria, rare, beautiful, and surprising.
She grows strong and regal amongst the rest.
Her natural, yet subtle charms entrancing,
The clarity of Nature once again is manifest.
This analogy yields to the beauty within,
Visions of an infinitely complex fractal recursion fall short.
All attempts to describe implode before they begin,
Analytically intractable, impenetrable by thought.
The way her joy reaches her eyes, humbles me.
Through layers of warmth, I see beyond her smile.
Volition and intellectual acuity; Angel-eyes,
Bowing to no-one, yes I like her stylez.
From the first utterance from her lips,
I wondered whether I was seeing a mirage,
Upon getting closer my expectations were eclipsed,
A prison break, release, my feelings were at large.
Will she see me? Will she succumb to my affection,
With ruffled complexion, I am tortured by my minds misdirection,
Neuronal circuits put it to the vote but there is no election.
To divide and to section, to solve with mechanical perfection,
that's what my mind strives for, its built to relentlessly question
The mystery prevails, will she, with her Shining smile, look in my direction?
Plumeria
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