Infinite
Wed, 30 May 2007 at 07:11pm
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Kneeling on the ground, her legs made curved rectangles.
She was elusive, evasive.
Like a panther or fox,
her precision and fidelity was trickery to the mind.
Perfect contours were aligned.
Golden wisps of hair framed her face adoringly, eager for attention.
Effortless and accidental.
Like a single white rose in a unfathomable abyss,
she was salvation to the eyes.
Atypical beauty fails to lie.
Slender arms, too fragile to touch, her strength is held within.
Raging flames, yet placid waters.
Like a lion who holds a kingdom at his fingertips,
voracity dare not cross her mind.
Honesty is all that you will find.
Her eyes sparkled with secrets, hidden at the bottom of the sea.
Golden and enigmatic.
Like a story old nor young men could conjur,
serendipity and illusion would synthesize.
Those were the secrets of her eyes.
Her heart was furious and peaceful, so filled with emotion.
It became pure.
Beating, it was the art of nothing and everything,
Death would never grasp her spirit.
Her love was forever infinite.
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I don't read a lot of poetry, but when I do, it's always satisfying to find a poem so capable of conjuring such beautiful images to my mind.
Also, you seem to have earned the favor of aether here, which is simultaneously impressive and confusing, considering his vocal distaste for the subject of love.
Bravo. plus one