Her marble dress

She stares at my eyes and smiles.

She is a sparkle from within the sky.

Particles of matter form meteors.

She is the kind of sight that stays within your mind for the eternity. You share tales of her to your children, of the sky and so they will too.

She glistens of movement though she is still.

She pulls at me.

Whispering in my ear, she caresses me.

A sensory experience.