Definition: Diane

A little bit more
than a human alive.
Each idea an epiphany,
every breath a swoon
or a sigh.

Too blue eyes,
too milky white thighs,
too luscious lips, heels, hips
and ambition alike.

Bipolar baby, tantrum dream,
fire and ice and whipped cream
dripping slipping down
in between.

Diane of love
like noone else
in red, always red
and lavender lace.

Too much expression
for just one face.

Mouth closed around
a bright blue lollipop,
lashes fluttering,
      don't you dare to stop
      don't you ever break
      my spell and your stare

while lavender and red
fell from sweetest of pink
pointed straight ahead.
      come closer, I don't bite
      but I just might today
      and yes,
      right there,
      you may

She came from the mountains
like a cliché
to rock my urban
on the rebound
ricochet world.

And I seized for a while
      Carpe Diane
with all my might
until kissed and mist
swirled her away.

She left with the summer
to strike like lightning
somewhere else.

I still to this day
remember the spectra
pink to lavender to blue,
the taste of whipped cream,
and the red blood
warming her skin
from beneath.