Poetic Dream Girl
Tears that flow, so full down your pale skin,
As your gazing, at a star bright existence,
Poetic beauty that you expose in resistance,
To the darkness, that has no solemn sin.
Pale skin, gentle girl or are you a jinn.
You my dream, drive me to total abstinence.
With auburn hair, you show me, my subsistence,
My poetic heart stirs me, should I win.
Your love whether fantasy or real, my legacy.
Seeing you as you appear is my security.
My spirit captured, by your tenderness.
If poetic dream you be, then it is a fallacy.
Though sadness you omit is my impurity.
Your stillness, explains my lack of adverseness.
Written on
03/02/2011
written for
Sponsor John Heck
Contest Name Hey...Mr. Editor!
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