No man could ever think to call

The goddess Leona plain

After having laid his eyes upon

Her gossamer, golden mane.

Nigh on five feet of shimmering silk

Her gleaming curtain falls.

A sight of magical beauty it is

To all that it enthralls.

Her crowning glory shone that night

As brightly as the sun.

She laid it, gently, 'cross my lap

Like a prize that I'd just won.

What joy to watch her twist it up

And put it in a bun,

But there is no sight so wondrous

As to watch it come undone.

My heart was pounding in my ears,

My breathing quickened pace.

I thought I'd die from pleasure

When she wrapped it 'round my face!

Intoxicated by her scent,

Delighted by her charms,

I knew pure bliss while, as we danced,

I held her in my arms.

The evening ended far too soon,

But ne'er shall I forget.

I thank the heavens for Leona

And the night we met!!

written especially for Leona

on May 17th, 2006

by Romeopapa

Leona, you are my Muse.