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For the lady who resides at 7th floor I meditate as I close my eyes, so much of her glamorous face, The loveliest aesthetic art that brings me joy and grace – The definite hue of her skin, her small black eyes, her ethereally crafted lips; If she were a waitress I’m confident her pocket would be flooding with tips. O, beautiful is she, if I that may say; she is like a flower that never fades, She’s transparent, like a lake – her teeth pure white, shiny as new knife blades. I infer, she is adorable when she sleeps and at dawn when she does awake, Her kindness and her pulchritude, they mesmerize me –yup it’s true, I don’t fake. Yesterday I awed with every smile she had thrown at me every time that I’d talked, But I grew even most in need and in love with her the minute she turned and walked – And by my lips, I swear, if she offers me a chance to kiss, If that happenstance ever presents itself I’d definitely not miss. The truth is simple, she appeases me and I so ample wish she would be mine; But she frightens me –nevertheless, soon I’d dare her out on a date to dine.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 2/11/2015 6:55:00 AM
Choene, A very interesting sonnet write here with most striking imagery indeed!! I like your use of the noun "pulchritude" here. (I too like to use this word on occasion.) Enjoyed your write here: Mucho!! You should show the person you're writing about this sonnet -- unless that's too bold. She might find it interesting!! A 7 + FAV too!! Best Always, Gary
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Date: 2/12/2015 4:36:00 AM
Lol thanks Gary, nice to know you liked and enjoyed it. I already showed her the poem a week ago and guess what? I won over her heart. I took her out on a date and she kissed me as i evermore wished she could. Gratitude for the 7+ FAV! Always best, all the way from South Africa,Choene

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