Heart Strings

 White rims
of twilight
filled velvety 
blue

are dreams
that are many 
sparkling eyeS
So true

melting
with passion
you change 
rolling hills

to Mountains
of splendor
turning warmness
to chills

as creeks
flow to rivers
so do
your charms

like a lighthouse
with beacons
extending
it's arms

an outline
so fragile
a frailness
unfolds

like a flower
in springtime
poetic stories
are told

you are 
my dream girl
that every
night brings

Enchantress 
of darkness
Heart player
of my strings