"THE LUSTER"

Hers, is a mystical glow that shines like oscillating leaves of buttercup fragrances
On the winds of Neverland, and the wings of angelic likenesses to Utopian places
She's more than sweet dreams can provide, she's the harpsichord deep inside
Playing the movements of classical seasons and speaking to the love that won't hide
Like the adoration of fans for the stars, and applause of the symphonies crowd
She's the Champagne for the event of the season, and the fluffiness of the clouds
Like the unspoken words of courtesans intent, she's royalty where ever she goes
For to see her in passing is a sight everlasting, and everyone already knows
That there is no halfway in her, she's a one love woman with no inch, or in between
She's the very tip of the Eiffel Tower, the luster in the glow of a Queen
She's absolutely and forever
The most beautiful thing
I've ever seen
But it's oh! so much more than this, she's the cool in an Eskimo kiss
She's the eyelash on Monroe's white dress, so fragile that her love could be missed
If not carefully, microscopically perused, as though the most delicate poetry
For when in a motionless state, she's the MACY'S mannequin done up so tastefully
That you don't mind watching her on display, for she's golden in every way
And I'd like so much just to say to her
"I do" in every way think
She's the only way
To ever be happy------------in the luster
Of her......