Keith O.J. Hunt Poet Romanticism

Ma Belle Femme Jolie

My beautiful girl...
  How sweet her soft symphonies,
  My love... how she makes me swoon;
  when the moon was full...
  and love was in her eyes

Too tender her delicate embraces,
  as I if to meld her soul in mine;
  her sweet laughter...
  how she adores my every glance,
  time would stand still...
  on an autumn night, how red her lips,
  to kiss...softly, and to expect nothing more,
  than her wondrous love...
  
My soul sings her name for an age eternal,
  I hath given myself to her she-beauty;
  my Queen! My Lady to none other than I...
  my pledge a thousand glories over;
  life is always sweet in her flower for me

An envy of the world I am ---
  that she be only mine...
  when her world is dark,
  she shines my light;
  love shall be our lamp to smite the monsters;
  and the shadows, no more lonely do they look, 
  (for she is always there) 

And beauty hath adorned her name...
  (Ma Belle Femme Jolie)

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Robert Lindley January 15, 2020 at 4:02 PM Exquisite offering of love and its great, deep and wondrous works upon the soul my great friend. Such depth,beauty and gifted verses awe me. A true and very exceptional piece. A fav, a joy to read!! God bless.... Keith O.J. Hunt January 16, 2020 at 12:51 PM Glad you enjoyed brother! A joy to read is always a good thing;-)

Connie Marcum Wong January 14, 2020 at 12:01 AM Your poem is one that celebrates the beauty of love Keith and is exquisitely written. Bravo! Do write more. I loved it! xxoo Keith O.J. Hunt January 16, 2020 at 12:49 PM Thanks Connie, I shall try to write another for thee;-)

Brandy Nicole January 13, 2020 at 1:38 PM "La beauté est dans l'oeil de celui qui regarde" This statement holds so much truth. Your thoughts are beautiful, romantic and from the heart. "to kiss...softly, and to expect nothing more. un baiser crée une humeur à couper le souffle, on peut se perdre dans. Indeed. :) Brandy Keith O.J. Hunt January 13, 2020 at 10:35 PM My pleasure Ma Belle Femme;-) When we wake we'll be in Paris...

Silent One January 3, 2020 at 3:13 PM I think it has been so long since ive read something from you, my apologies.. come to think of it, i remember some romantic ones by your pen..... thanks. Keith O.J. Hunt January 16, 2020 at 12:54 PM hear you Silent, you have a good point, its all good my friend; your visits are always an honor;-)

Andrea Dietrich January 2, 2020 at 9:26 PM ooh la la, she sounds divine, Kieth. Very romantic! Keith O.J. Hunt January 3, 2020 at 2:25 PM Mes oui mademoiselle! Tous est belle pour dit! ( I'm practicing my French now...I hope I said: you are beautiful for saying). Always an honor when you visit Andrea, or its always une affaire belle (a beautiful thing? lol

Silent One January 2, 2020 at 3:44 PM i didnt know you had a romantic side... this is great romance.. how could any lady resist... Keith O.J. Hunt January 3, 2020 at 2:34 PM You didn't know I was a romantic poet? Some of my most popular writes have been romantic; The Love Letter, Ma Belle Femme, Of Ladies and Lords, to name a few among dozens. I guess my classical works have exceeded my classical notierity.; at least more so to men --- we often bond through sympathy regarding women we once loved. But many thanks Silent for your visit as always, I am a admirer of your works as well;-)

Carolyn Devonshire January 2, 2020 at 12:33 PM How I love French. Such a romantic language to describe your beautiful young woman. The tenderness in your heart shines through in this poem, Keith. If only there were more men like you. You sound happy now and that makes me smile. Wishing you many blessings in the New Year! Love, Carolyn Keith O.J. Hunt January 3, 2020 at 2:43 PM Hey wonderful! French is naturally romantic, hence 'the language of love'. Your reply is so (belle) the poem might as well have been written for you, my dear...lol I know if you like my poetry the best of the world has declared it! I smile at the mere thought of a beautiful woman...Happy New Year too my Lady

Vijay Pandit January 1, 2020 at 1:56 PM WOW! This is super romantic Keith--enjoyed the read from start to finish. Your poem is an ode to pure love and beauty--splendidly, done. Keith O.J. Hunt January 3, 2020 at 2:45 PM Thanks Vijay, you always have a special charm to my poetry, glad you enjoyed;-)