incandescence

came in
(no, swept, with a breathtaking awe-inspiring sheen)

made her presence felt
tangible
tiptoeing in little pirouettes
gentle
barely breaking the surface
of
our liquefied minds

[we swoon]
intoxicated addicts
to her
lingering
[and demanding-coquettishly
not to go so soon, Master Yuen]
scent

partaken from the essence of elves and
perhaps
the entranced spirits of fairies
beholden to her
enchanting
ethereal beauty

she settled
upon the seamless cocoon
of
bloodred rose petals
tearing pearls of dew
in a whorl of
blazing
incandescence.

wow. this has got to be the MOST BEAUTIFUL poem i've written in a long, long while. funny how it takes a seriously ill person toasting at 38.6 deg Celsius to come up with a breakingly beautiful poem. :) hoho. anyway am supposed to be up here to retrieve gp presentation data... but the inspiration stuck. been watching too much wuxia movies (think crouching tiger hidden lion) :) so like that, lor. and supposed to be sleeping hoho! to facilitate my busily munching phagocytes in their valiant attempt to eat up the nasty lil viral cretins taking up uninvited residence in my blood haha! ok then. hope you enjoyed reading it as much as i did writing it! *yawns*