A Softer Silk She Came

*****This poem inspired me to show or make sentient as possible a woman of special appeal, which provided an apt challenge of my poetic Powers. Such words as 'countenance opulent' 'L'Amour and debonair' and the rhyming structure creates the 'magic third' as Bach said of music; this exists throughout much of my works. I am a professional guitar player, lead guitar; my sense of timing and feel --- creativity, must have helped my poetic abilities since music is poetry in motion. To express oneself sincerely is good enough, yet why the expression? What makes the poet express a line, stanza or the poem itself?***** A softer silk she came, with tresses as a willow weeps long to seeking love; Her air as stars and moons, of countenance opulent, L'Amour and debonair; Whose eyes seek the hidden bloom.... (such goddess of slender strides and aerie chimes) She hath not heard of death ---- knows it not, and only life knows her, for a softer silk she came Endeared she whose lips speak as rushing waters and mellow cinnamon climes, whose whisper furled Apollo and all the rhyme he felled; Whose ear heard never a temptress distant knell, nor some grim hades from some bitter-wrought hell, for 'o what a chartered hope, the lovely of her spell!