Monday, May 21, 2012


Handstand: Immemorial


If looks could fill, my eyes would regurgitate images that had my vision bursting at the seams
Desirable athleticism in shorts on a beach, the stuff of dreams

She looked like a superhero pushing Earth back into its orbit after the asteroid attack
Then stood upright to see every man between 18 and 45 waiting to rub suntan lotion on her back

Onlookers envied the portion of the shore upon which her palms rest
"With gravity defying colors" is how they described her passing the fitness test

Figures like her's part clouds, let the sun shine and push back the storm
Witness how the Yacht, waves, and horizon stare longingly at her impeccable form

Everything that's right within this world that exists for no reason at all encapsulated within a single picture
Inspiration of biblical proportions the type of which is recited by theists in scripture

The attempt is futile to argue against her twitter handle that contains the slang "swag"
Your gaze gets in the cockpit, flies around her numerous curves, then passes out from jet lag

What she exudes I'd hawk with infomercial enthusiasm and the humility of a street panhandler
You tell me looking at her doesn't get you singing a rendition of "Golden Brown" by the Stranglers

In a single word.....amazing.