THE CELEBRITY VERSES

KELLY CLARKSON

2005-04-24T12:22:00.000-07:00

Her vulnerability seduces me under the glare of the candles around the hacienda
Celebration is in the air and the castinets begin to play their Spanish lullaby
She stands as a gorgeous senorita with a smile that could light the entire carnival
Robed in a beautiful red garment that provokes me like a flash before a bull
Run with me my little angel, run with me into the Mexican night
Stepping forward, our hands clasp and we gaze into a river of sight
Static electricity pulsating across the floor from the steps of our feet
And the tango commences
Her moves are fluid and perfect, just like the incredible body that floats on air
The line of vision never breaks with a clap here and a clap there
Rose petals shower down into her golden brown hair
Moving into her, hips rocking back and forth, I present the fair maiden a long stemmed rose
No more as beautiful as she
I am the envy of an entire race, an entire country, an entire people
And as the music crescendoes, I breathe in her soul's perfume
A union of indescribable delight
With a corgial adieu, I frame her magnificent face in my mind's eye
And disappear into a Hispanic night.

OTHER SITES

2005-04-24T10:44:00.000-07:00

PAMELA ANDERSON

2005-04-24T10:17:00.000-07:00

The wind
It bristles upon her supple soft skin as the village Coventry approaches
Leaves whirling upon her being and tickling her soft perfect flesh
Drawn under the familiar abbeys and cathedral of medieval township yore
Dreams abound before the windows of her soul amongst the oppressed peoples
Beckoning a protest against tyrannies committed against the people she loved
Her hopes squashed under spousal defiance yet a pillar of determination
One moment in time for the power and the legend of ultimate beauty
Equestrian goddess upon the steed, confident in purity
Upright in unashamed righteousness glorified enlightenment
Long braided hair whipping the hindquarters of the mare that takes her into history
Catcalls and shouts of joyful celebration echo through the caverns of her country
Perfect God Given form in which the blessing breaks the curse
Her epic crystal spirit refracting among the peasants in an evolving hope
And with the cherubs of heaven guiding her every step, she shall set them free.

SCARLETT JOHANSSON

2005-04-24T10:03:00.000-07:00

On a wind swept corner of the Champs De Elysses near an old cabaret cafe
The lovely mademoiselle basks under the rays of a chilled brisk son
Smoking a short cigar under a black beret and circular sunglasses
Her heart beating with the rhythm of the daily Parisian traffic
An unknown admirer sits at a table adjacent fantasizing over her feminine aura
She is an ex-patriate studying the letters of one Mr. Miller, an author of renown
Whose erotica and lust spark a wanton desire for companionship
Her dreams fly above the city like a Phoenix arising from the ashes
Behind the looming shadow of the Cathedral de Notre Dame
Where gargoyles stare and mock the kinetic energy inherent in the humans below
Destiny awaits upon these cobblestone streets, she feels it within her soul
An ecstasy which moves her like the clouds among the sky
Men can not help but take a passing glance at the beautiful facade before them
A magnetic force of power and voluptuous radiance like twilight upon the plains
Her legs simply crossed in elegant pose, her lips pursed in longing
Then she spots the one as the maneuvers toward her dying presence.

ANGELINA JOLIE

2005-04-24T09:34:00.000-07:00

Femme fatale of the night enters the agency adorned in black
Her cat like eyes scouring the room among the swirling cigarette smoke
A sleek vixenish frame adorned against the back light of oblivion
Sex appeal radiating from the pores of a sensuous spirit
Black widow preying upon the prey within a midnight hour

A cold demeanor protects a savaged gentle phantom reflected within a human cocoon
Exotic allure shadows over the private eye staring at the starlet entrance
Something tells him this mysterious beauty of the dark seeks a spark of desire
Amidst a chaotic earthen environment in which nothing is at it seems
And a true soul is lost among a hall of mirrors.

Devastating beauty can be a blessing and a curse yet this one wears it well
The dame has been instructed well in the ways of the world
Yet yearning is the word that she wears upon her sleeve for every suitor to see
Truth and justice in the realms of passionate peace and an ultimate truce
A personal danger to be shared with loyal partner in crime

She tip toes through the office in dignified decorum, a hint of smile under her scowl
Exciting fear elevating a strange encounter and the trip about to commence
An heiress wrapped within the wings of the dusk observed by the vampire pupil
A sensual moment of erotic inquiry locked within a delicate growing suspense

JENNIFER LOVE HEWITT

2005-04-24T09:13:00.000-07:00

Elle est Ma Petite Fleur
La Femme de Mon Coeur
Mon Amour

She stands upon the stairwell in extravagence and elegance
An epitome of absolute feminine perfection
Adorned in a radiant yellow ball gown and glass slippers
Upon her brow a silver tiara that refracts the light of the gold ballroom
Demure in the finest sense, she descends the threshold

Belle, my love, my heart dances at the mere glance of thy form
For I am the ugly one shadowed by the dark and she is the light
I am the no one and she the everyone
An honor to look within the Seven Seas of her eyes
The stunning enchantress adored upon mine Gothic floor

The black curls of her raven - like hair transfix my fascinated gaze
Woman of humble grace, thy presence tames the beast within
The pain of a solitary life blooming like roses amidst sunlit attention
An angel descends from heaven taking my hand and we begin to dance among kings
Thy name is the very definition of what I seek and the desire within thy heart

Gentle princess, waltz upon the promenade with me until the night beckons no more
Hear my crying heartbeat call thy precious name through the halls of time
Your smiling lips and the curve of thy neck to your porcelain shoulders melt my cold
Beauty, you are the song the resonates through the soul of this Beast's raging rhyme.