Her Collective Nouns
A kaleidoscope of butterflies
Flickering in charcoal skies
Every glimpse releases
Time politely ceases
All I see is her
An eternity of tresses
Every toss and turn blesses
The nape it gets to play across
Should she appoint to have it shorn
Treasure strewn across the floor
A thievery of expiration
Embezzling my respiration
Dazzling in conversation
She takes my breath away
And in its place leave hope
A frolic of intimations
A flick will lift my heart with it
A playful dance of mirth and wit
The conductor while my heart sings
Her brows fill me with joy
A melody of delights
Gentle bells tell all’s well
A tintinnabulation
Beyond all valuation
I’d give anything to make her laugh
❦