Like the blowing autumn winds,
gentle is her face
Serenity cascading down,
her stoic style and grace
Captivating beauty,
befalls her very pose
Radiant with silken hair,
sultry brow and nose
Lips so tender sugar sweet,
a treasure to the kiss
The taste of love left on your tongue,
there to reminisce
Skin as soft as cotton spun,
her scent to drive you wild
Leaving both the heart and soul,
solemn and beguiled
To be a starlit midnight dream,
or real enough to hold
Feel desire in your blood,
reaching heights untold
Caress her very essence,
knowing of no false façade
Looking straight into her eyes,
touch the hand of god
Author notes
The_Gentle_by_Relient_Katdeviantart.com
A contest entry
- Poetry! by luna-midnight.
1800 points, ended January 24, 22 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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aw wow, this is a very beautiful poem, love the picture as well. strong ending! thanks for entering and good luck'
Stephanie ♥ -
well done indeed
a dream to read
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