ELVIRA
With a kiss from God,
she was golden-eyed,
with a primavera smile
inside and out.
Men trailed behind her,
lured by the contour
of her young body,
captivated
by the bright red rose
hidden in her face.
She skipped around
a shadowless lake of love,
a vivid flower,
in a field of wildflowers.
A solstice of the soul,
the lilt of her laughter,
was delightfully infectious.
But, she eluded being held,
by darting away,
disappearing into the stardust
of an angelic halo,
avoiding and evading,
a communion of souls.
Milton P. Ehrlich 199 Christie St Leonia, N.J. 07605