Chestnut
In brightened image a form appears
Flowing as gracefully as Elysium tears
Statuesque beauty emerges in halo of light
Fantasy encounters reality in this sight
In these chestnut eyes and hair
Appetite of the deep forest exists
Forever lost but with no despair
Untamed nature cannot, her, resist
Within this sensual angel's gaze
Within her mesmerizing glance
Caught in her enchanted maze
Each man would take a chance
To sell his infinite essence
For a single word from this vision
For single moment in her prescence
Each man, in turn, will envision
Between the day and night appear
Twilight stars and pale sun's mirror
Yet, each is paler in its measure
Than this heavenly, faceted, treasure
