
I stopped and compared her devastating beauty to a pure white rose and found the flower wanting.
Beguiled by M.A.Meddings
One has to stop and admire the beauty of a rose
One cannot fail to be stirred by a ladies poise
Ones heart stops momentarily beating
In the face of such loveliness as you
And I am raptured by the little movements I see you do
The protective hand at your throat
knowing that you 'float my boat' and I adore you
The nervous smile as you beguile my soul
knowing full well that you have captured me
In a paradise that is you
Poetry by lastromantichero

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Written on 2008-02-15 at 07:52




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