A Poem can be so...

 


Utterly beautiful...
That’s truly what you are
With eyes that spy
 a twinkle, like a star

Bright, a sweet smile,
Ink’s  kiss, oh so divine
The mind invokes a sensual
guile...

Breath takin’ Poetry,  beautiful you
I’m so caught up, I’m thru...
Tryin’ to contain composure
fightin’ to incite searin’ exposure...

Although,
for all this emotional plight
just can’t help to recite
What the eyes see in a soul
even more proven so...

Poetry, you’re so
utterly precious n’ beautiful...