Freewrite

Lola

You are a piece of work.
The work of an artisan.
You are the mental and physical embodiment of a truly perfect woman,
An apparition of Aphrodite's loving qualities and allure,
A bombshell, you were set off and the stars were born.
Like your eyes, the sky left adorned with galaxies and nebulas,
Your speech is that of the same resonance as a female Apollo,
Enticing, like a symphony lined with the most genius artists and you are the composer, the Maestra.
One glance at you is a milestone equivalent to a million wishes and you masquerade in makeup only to reduce the constant attention to yourself.
Peer deep into your mind and the angels envy whoever gains the honor to behold the divine craftsmanship of your own brilliance,
The roaring flow of a marvelous intellect erodes the walls of your mind and sculpts your endearing viewpoint on every virtue.
The ability to disarm anyone with an amorous touch, you boast an effective method for effortless submission and absolute surrender.
Chaste, embellished with pristine silken robes that indicate purity, moreover you authorize for a natural disrobing of your garments,
Bare, your skin is a canvas, your figure is an easel furnished with diamonds, and your limbs embraced with pearls,
Lola est nomen eius, though distant from sorrow, she displays euphoric smiles on her face at all times,
A smile capable of outshining the sun during the day, and the moon at night.
You are a haiku,
A simple form of poem,
Yet, complicated.
Magnificence in every syllable, complexity in every vowel, you hold mastery within each paragraph and you haul the reader in with immaculate vocabulary.
You punctuate your sentences with Lilies and accent your letters with Lotuses,
You speak, and your voice summons the attention of everyone around you,
And from your mind, aloud you vocalize hymns and articulate scriptures,
Almighty, he croons to himself the reverberations from your lips,
From where you stand, looking out toward to the ones surrounding you, perfection is out of reach,
From where I stand, perfection is who you are, and who you are, is whom you shall always be,
Perfect.