To a Beautiful Girl You are a flower in full bloom, As if, through a mist, a first loom; You are a fine line that holds beauty So fragile it seems, yet so pretty. You are the wind that grace my meadows Of thoughts and lights up my weary shadows; You are the sun after my night That lights up everything in sight. Of life, you are much of a mirth As if the joy that welcomes birth, A beauty personified in earth A locke of immeasurable worth. You are the viand for the men’s eyes Bread for their souls, subject to their lies. You should be the envy of all women With skin so delicate as linen. You are the life that sprouts in spring And all the joys that life brings. You are the song the nightingales sing; The melody on a lyre’s string. You can make a goddess jealous And make a mortal over-zealous, You’re the ditties of a million ink; You soften warriors with just a wink. You are the reason why now I write These simple lines so soft and lite. Yet, no amount of art can, e’en for a while Describe the true beauty bestowed on your smile.
Posted on: Mon, 08 Jul 2013 14:58:28 +0000
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