A Poet's Haven

At first I could not speak…
I choked on my own thoughts…
It took a few moments…

I barely notice the henna designs…
Upon her Hands…
My eyes beheld an inlay of gold…

My focus was her eyes…
Their pattern drew me in…
They ferried me away from now…

History was no longer then it was now…
Sounds appeared from within her…
Enchanting and beautiful…

I could not look away…
I was lost within her eyes…
I hardly noticed…

The intricate lace that adorned her…
Her body now stirring…
Within a curtain of black lace…

Upon my knees…
I barely noticed the sting…
Lost in her eyes…