Juxtaposition Iii
Juxtaposition III
I
Her beauty is like the dawn of the day,
Gentle and mild, pricking the strings of hay,
In such melody that outweighs the hearts,
Bewitching all mouths to move in her art.
Even the sun grudge thy lofty beauty,
That she stay awhile, you to keep beaming.
II
Like the ocean in multifacity;
Torpedo like a comet, calm in deal.
Metamorphosing such that none could get
The notion tossed at the humans that begged.
As they ply through knowledge, little they know.
Like this colleen: more complex as she grow.
Jura and Libra failed in description
Of this angelic made human ocean.
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Ancestor. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Piece. Juxtaposition III
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