Carved

Carved

Carved from the finest letters, the artist works all day, hunting for perfection, with the words he wants to say

Gently using stanzas to describe her looks and flow, rhyming all about her, he wants the world to know

He wants the world to read about the Goddess who lives within his lines, he tells of her beauty and her lips that taste devine

Lines flow from his pen, writing words about her eyes, how gorgeous her skin is and how her curves can mesmerise

Hypnotised by beauty, the poet writes whilst in a trance, of how he adores her and will do forever if given just the chance

Slowly useless words fall away until the poets done, only the finest words are used, to describe the special one

Then it's sent out in the universe, hoping one day the girl will find, the adoration in the poem, constructed in my mind

Ron