Behold her in the dusk!
She caresses the breeze,
By her uncanny resemblance
To an angel, I am awe-struck!
As her free flowing hair
Throng her face of golden-glow,
I see her beauty only half;
The other half in moonlight.
Written for The Tuesday Platform
She caresses the breeze,
By her uncanny resemblance
To an angel, I am awe-struck!
As her free flowing hair
Throng her face of golden-glow,
I see her beauty only half;
The other half in moonlight.
Written for The Tuesday Platform
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6 comments:
I think I need to go out and howl a little :-)
Awww..you had me before your beautiful words began, with the picture of Ariel looking up at the moonlight, sitting on her rock, dreaming of the land with the sea so close below. Thanks for sharing!
I love that silhouetted effect in your poem...nicely captured. :)
Oh wow..this is beautifully romantic
I like how she caresses the breeze! Not the other way around
@brudberg
;)
@Stacie Eirich
Aaahww! Thank you!
@Hannah
Thanks!
@Susie Clevenger
Thank you!
@angieinspired
Yes, not the other way around. ;) Thank you!
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