A Midday Poem for Dark Angel

Gold chain and pin, proudly worn to win
Complement a sweet outfit,
Compliments a perfect fit,
Dark Angel’s beauty is a dream, her complexion a gleam.
On heels strides she rides
One hears the rhythms of her tides.
Echoes through the ceiling,
Sound passionate beats of her feelings!!
Dark Angel so sweet and neat
Only butter honey and cheesecake eat.
At day’s end the heels fade away but there is no dismay.
Dark Angel flies, at next sunset rise
Her next delight will be a bright surprise.