Fay Slimm.

No Limits

 

 

No Limits.


The sky has no limits to women who
poem insideness of things, linguistic
she-verses describe core feelings to
woo with words no male can resist.

Gentle those means of expression
        that seam poetic mesh to girl-like           
          magic yet when tied to potential              
female freshness boldly invites.

Like true romantics womanhood\'s 
skill portrays sparks of diamante\'
in lines studded with half hidden 
seduction and sheer fantasy.

A lady drifts toward innovation    
by heedful life-fervour that guides 
pens readily given to scribing love
as ineffable yet asks not why.