A Beauty, Ripening

My love, my love, I’d love to tell
    Was just as fair as one may be
Her lovely eyes like waves that swell
    Athwart the pearl-laden sea
 
Her lips were sweet and just as lush
    As red roses, fresh, one to kiss
Her voice in song is like the rush
    Of rivers those who sing with bliss
 
Her hair as gold as sunshine rays
    Her skin as white as driven snow
Her touch like first of summer days
    When high the golden sun does glow
 
She is an elf, an elfin queen
    Upon her hair, the bloom of spring
And in her eyes, her soul, a sheen
    A beauty, fresh and ripening 

© 2013 Gleb Zavlanov
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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