Her Achilles Soul

Hey there, John :)
Like a gorgeous poetic bombshell— I am truly rapt by this explosively, outstanding poetic offering!! You've mastered line after perfect 👌🏻 line here, John. It's an unmitigated tender marvel of imaginative sight, sound and emotion, that magically grasps tight, at all that makes me smile with deep warmth and a satisfying purr...  

"Her rose held like an English pardon"...  

Just the biggest *sigh*....  

I can't thank you enough for the joy that you brought me (all of us, really) to read. I've missed that and I hope you are doing well, dear poet.  

Much love and wishes for a happy Thanksgiving holiday, your way ✨ 💫 ✨  

🌹 - Susan  
xoxo

Susan, deep gratitude of love and appreciation to you my darling friend. Indeed, my muse for this was a woman friend for eighteen years who is in her fifties but is eternally young. Her beauty and spiritual grace inspire me to no end. She has inspired much verse for me and her pics are visions of loveliness. Her eyes are incredibly deep an ocean of blue and deeply penetrating. Her hair is the shade of red she chooses for her photographs and is lush like I'd love to run my fingers through those tresses. Thank you again, my sweet friend. You have made my day and much more.

Xo
John

I enjoyed the way the poem flowed, it has a melodious feel about it.

LJ

Ljdynamic, I very much love how my poem flowed in a  melody for you. Your feel for my lyricism is deeply appreciated. You have given me much to be happy about today.

John