Essence of Poetry, the Fabric of Silk

The acoustic resonance of written poesy, Is like a fabric of silk, warm and cozy, The letters, the words are a silk thread, Interwoven into verses and couplets they spread, Into a blanket of stanzas and sonnets, Similes and metaphors of a purpose to recommit, Over and over and again for gains, Until words flows freely in our blood veins! Fondling on articulate, chromatic hums, Rhyming into a musical reprise it becomes, The letters, the words, like aurora dancing along, By syllables, softness and density doth they belong, Each word so radiant that seems to sing, Upon sweet skin senses that want to cling, Gradient of a sonnet free of speck and whole, Composing mystic melody as our souls extol!