Wonderstruck Loveliness
It's chilling outside, and it's shivery.
Wary of the downpour, she remains mostly,
Under the forlorn tree, similar to a statue,
Eyes, the cloud of sunset sparkles too.
I view murkiness from afar off the shimmer of Orion.
Our spirit imperativeness conveys me to the horizon,
Stars brushing and sky sparkle are wonderstruck.
Same as sculpture mold on a wall that you can pluck.
Her attractiveness is obvious to me, in complete calm.
Or when she cries in the middle of a mountain balm.
I'm ready to perceive her beauty in her heart and mind.
Inside the moles on her face, she blemishes as a hind.
Everything she is, or everything she shows.
When the night is ending, it expands and grows.
I understand I'm depicting my woman purposely.
There's a ton of things we don't even see,
In a world with everything we crave, yet disagree.
Need to be cherished, ensured, and in security.
Written: November 28, 2021
Wonderstruck Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
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