Metaphor

A metaphor a reason
So brilliant your smile
It lights the path for me
My own personal sunny day
Haven't had a cloud yet

I haven't noticed any
Gloomy skies grey and wet
Blues music days
I used to call it

Not sure if i would consider
Them the same
No metaphor there

I love to watch her
Silhouette dancing around
The flames,The hair,The dress
A metaphor,modern day Indian princess
Way to hot to be compared to dead head chick
Obviously possessed by a musical goddess
Moves to the rhythm flawless

She might as well
Have wings on her shoes
Let me describe it
A perfect place,A perfect night
Under a full moon
The music was just right

And i watched the perfect girl
And i knew she would be the
Perfect wife I could just tell
In that short amount of time
Metaphor for my life