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Pulchritude
Is it her physical beauty
Or that she is adorable
Her elegance
What is it that has you so captivated
It is her charm
Or her fairness
Her grace
What is it that has you so entranced
Is she refined
Or is it her glory
Is she brilliant
What is it that has you so fascinated
Maybe it is a multitude of these things
She is a bit of all these mixed together
Pulchritude
Or that she is adorable
Her elegance
What is it that has you so captivated
It is her charm
Or her fairness
Her grace
What is it that has you so entranced
Is she refined
Or is it her glory
Is she brilliant
What is it that has you so fascinated
Maybe it is a multitude of these things
She is a bit of all these mixed together
Pulchritude
Published 29th Dec 2010
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2nd Jan 2011 4:19pm
I like very much what you're doing with this piece, but it seems unfinished; perhaps i was just looking for a more poweful ending, something along the lines that demonstrates either jealousy or loss and where this speaker of the poem is at that precise moment, bewildered, feeling passed over for someone else, whatever, but something else other than "she is a bit of all these mixed together," and how does the speaker truly feel or is the speaker merely pointing out an observation and is indifferent as to what happens.
2nd Jan 2011 5:25pm
Feeling a bit unfinished myself, this doesn't surprise me. I was simply speaking of beauty and that it isn't always physical. This is about me. Asking why me, sorta?
