My mesmerising mademoiselle,
her face, from canvas, casts a spell.
Enchanting, like her body, warm:
the finest, fearsome, female form.
She’s simply stunning to the sight,
a darling of divine delight.
With waterfalling golden hair
and eyes that flash and twinkle fair.
Her lips are full, with pleasing pout;
about her beauty there’s no doubt.
Her smile is like Aurora’s Dawn
and when her portrait has been drawn
the critics, they can’t help be kind.
For faults they fully fail to find.
Instead, they grow, for girl with glow,
an all-consuming need to know
her name, and who had given birth;
to loveliness not found on earth.
She may be Aphrodite’s twin,
a goddess, without shame or sin!
A girl who's always had to fight
(poor darling of divine delight)
sad suitors, who were young and old;
since beauty makes men brash and bold.
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Author:
Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 19th, 2021 08:30
- Comment from author about the poem: For my beautiful wife
- Category: Love
- Views: 48
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Comments3
She definitely has that light of life in her. And such a beautiful tribute to her. Easy to see just how deeply you love her. I too know this kind of love for over 50 years now. Excellent write Kevin. ; )
Wonderful loving write Kevin.
Andy
'With waterfalling golden hair
and eyes that flash and twinkle fair.'
you, dear Poet
is the living embodiment of that beautiful term:
' "Give them their flowers while they yet live."
When they can smell the rose
and hold your hand
to receive the flower you give.'
(another symphonic dedication
thanks for sharing)
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