SHE

by J Avery Johnson   Mar 2, 2008


SHE: A WORK OF ART IN HER OWN RIGHT.

SHE: A RAY OF SUNSHINE, EVEN AT NIGHT.

SCULPTED BY THE HANDS OF ANGELS ON HIGH.

DRAWN INTO LIFE ON THE WINGS OF ANGELS IN FLIGHT.

SHE: SHE IS THE ESSENCE OF BEAUTY AND THE THE EPITOME OF GRACE.

SHE: THE SALVATION SOUGHT AFTER, TAKING TRIAL AND TRIBULATIONS PLACE.

J: JEWEL OF LIFE TO ALL THAT KNOW HER.

U: UNBLEMISHED, RAW DIAMOND LIKE NO OTHER.

L: LIKE THE EYELASH OF AN INFANT, A SUBTLE CARESS.

I: IMPOSING IS HER WILL AND SO I DIGRESS.

E: EPITOME OF EPIDEMIC EMANCIPATING ELEGANCE.

SHE: A WORK OF ART IN HER OWN RIGHT ...HEAVEN SENT.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Grant Gilbert AKA Slash

    I found your poem interesting and nice to read , a very sweet poem obviously intended for someone special. I wasn't to crazy about the capitals its like shouting and i couldn't work out what you were trying to emphasise with it. Otherwise good write

    Grant

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