Eurydice and Her Moonbeamed Tresses
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Why in his presence, did her soft heart, always like sweet cotton
candy melt?
Orchestral songs played only angelic
feelings, to her heart, so aquamarine velvet.
Such starlit, subtle, shameless, suggestive glances.
An antennae in every way was she, inviting kaleidoscopic,
tsunami romances.
On the ship, with a cape of fog, blessing her chiseled face,
His arms enclosed her in a velveteen tsunamied, golden,
silent embrace.
Oh, poetess, penning of feelings of deep intimacy.
Your poem, will be stamped “romantic “
a term you loathe that is utterly curt and pedantic!
But only a poet who knows your heart to
its inner flaming core,
Has the outstanding bravissimo to knock on your truly
insatiable, heart’s-door.
Dare he try his wings and wish for such magically,
exotic, sensual satisfaction?
Wrapped in those twilight, wild mmonbeamed curls of
Eurydice’s Olympian extraction!
9/19/2021
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2021
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