~ a Velvet Rose ~
She writes with such fragrance....
Her words, like flowers
Flowing from her pen
Eyes like the ocean
Serenity, that never ends
The softness of her touch
Her heart melting from within
Such gentleness of colors
Like the still warming wind....
On journies she takes us
Her vision our eyes
The breath of her breathing
Brings life deep inside
A passage, her picture
These sands of her shores
I whisper her majestic
I long for her more....
Smiling as I see her
The breeze dancing through her hair
Such glory, her figure
Radiant I stare
At her light, this lady
Her wrappings of care....
Gentle is her essence
With her pureness profound
Her grace as she walks
As she passes I bow
To her wonders, her treasures
Her life, I bow....
For never have my eyes
Beheld such as she
Never in this life
Have I found such a dream
Her eloquence, her meakness
Her enchanting soul
Painting this canvas, her portrait
This splendor, for all to behold....
To love with such passion
The worlds hand, that she holds
Her fragrance, like flowers...."Her Beauty!"
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~ A Velvet Rose ~
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