HER MOST BEAUTIFUL BEING
My most beautiful poem,
for her most beautiful being;
Of her most gentle smile ,
Of her most beautiful lips;
Of the sweet wetness of her eyes ,
Of her most beautiful blinks;
Of the touching silk of her locks,
Of her most beautiful hair;
Of the pale tenderness of her palms,
Of her most beautiful hands;
Of the glow of her ethereal radiance,
Of her most beautiful grace;
Of the sweetest tunes from her being ,
Of her most beautiful voice;
Of the calm gentleness of her thought,
Of her most beautiful soul;
If this stays not the most beautiful poem ,
For her most beautiful being ,
Let me paint a portrait of her ,
And say but she is a verse I created;