My Lady, Not Plain Nor Simple
Charms are thus...
Like the hearth ember or that of lightning bug
Elegance requiring evermore
As the sunrises forth to the mid-day sun
Compares my lady to the untamed
Wilds of a regular woman
Copyright © Michael Smith | Year Posted 2013
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