She sweeps my mind,
as breakers wash sea foam to the shore,rising up as Aphrodite,
wanting of no more,
not beauty, nor arresting charms,
her presence so compels,
my mortal mind to cease protesting,
fall before her spells.
rising up as Aphrodite,
wanting of no more,
not beauty, nor arresting charms,
her presence so compels,
my mortal mind to cease protesting,
fall before her spells.
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Ahh just beautiful I hope this has some truth in reality!.
This has a beautiful flow and rhyme to it.
Gaylene
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Gorgeous!
Hmmmm, this poem is delicious, Ed! Wonderful visuals, rhythm and flow; all put together, it is quite romantic. Naturally, all of us women would fall for the man who sees us in such a beautiful light.
I must say that, while the picture is pretty, it simply doesn't do justice to the precious silk you have woven.
Personally, I think you need to find a contest to put this in, for it surely should reap the GOLD!
Luv & hugs, SisBon
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Ahh yes.. to fall under the spell of someone Aphrodite-like is a wonderful thing indeed!
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Just Beautiful
Wow to be put under a beautiful woman's spell is truly humble when you say of the mortal mind. Isn't it true that we can all do this with those we have on pedestals. Oh but it is also fun to have those incredible secret or not secret ones we so adore.. The feeling is incredible. Your words, imagery and the layout and flow of your poem is so beautifully soft. I just loved it. Thank you for sharing your gift to write poetry with me.
Wishing You many Blessings
Happy New Year
Much Love,
Kelle Marie
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Perfectly beautiful words about a Goddess...I see you now under her spell of love. Just a few words but they speak volumes.....an excellent write...vividly beautiful.......novy
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