Nobody really knows her
Except the chosen few.
Her secrets are kept hidden
Behind that sun-kissed hue.
As I try to reach out to
touch her soft-pale white skin.
I wait for her que.
She has eyes of lake clay with a tint of emerald green,
As I take her hand
And lead her through the black rounded door.
It’s a safe haven for one I adore.
Her crystal-white smile shines
through her nude-pink lips.
She looks at me with eyes of complete relief
“I’m ready to leave.”