Helsinki... Poem by Nestor David Armas

Helsinki...



She isn't beautiful,

She's the glint on dew

The sparkle on a star

The new shine on a just waxed car,

Too little too few

Are my words dutiful

To describe

This beauty exponential

Her smile's vibe,

New world order potential,

Brain to the pinky

Her body's curves so slinky,

Twists and turns

Are jealous

How she burns

Into retinas

The sultriest of patinas,

More overzealous

Than the sun

Smoking hotter than a gun,

At least she will never expire

Like the Hostess Twinkie,

I'm burning from her fire,

Can feel it all the way to Helsinki...

(11/17/2012)

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