Syd

Skye

Angelic eyes 
Dazzling stars in the sky
Silky sultry
Swaying hips

Velvet vocals
Melting us mortals
Puppets dancing 
To her fingertips

A blinding white smile
A trippy 
Trip hop style 
Exquisite ebony lips 

Subtle yet profound 
If serenity 
Was a sound
Basking in her bliss