SummerLove84

~Prototype~
A woman who's mental and physical are so beautiful I could not have even imagined anything so close to perfection.
The chicks in my dreams and fantasies are a lil upset cuz they have been feelin neglected.
They aren't used to this lack of attention.
Or maybe they're just jealous cuz one of their own has taken physical form.
With the body of a goddess.
And look, I know what you're thinkin
I aint tryina turn this into a T-Pain song
But it aint my fault she got me sprung.
She jus got to me.
Her mind is as vast and complex as the ocean.
I am left hanging onto every word she speaks
For I kno the next syllable is going to have just as much meaning as the first.
She speaks truth.
I don't even see colors the same anymore.
They aren't as pretty as they used to be because they dont compare to those that are her.
Everything green is just a bad imitation of her BEAUTIFUL eyes.
Eyes so alluring they deserve their own poem.
Any shade of brown registers in my brain as a mockery of what is her delicate, light mocha skin.
If her lips held the only hue of pink I saw for the rest of my life that wuld be fine
Because that's the only hue that matters anyways.
We are so close
Yet so far apart
Just when I think I have her she slips back into my dreams
And out of reality.
But its ok though, because eventually
She's gonna come back.
And when she does I'll be here
Ready to do whatever it takes to keep her here.
I'll stop dreaming if I have to.
For she is
The Prototype.