WHEN WORDS ARE NOT ADEQUATE
(Dedicated to MSF)
The figure and parts of speech can't blend enough
to completely sketch your all-out personification.
A woman in every edge, so tender, so gentle and feminine
beautiful, seductive, brilliant, irresistibly charming.
You are a lovely maiden filled with earthly magnetism
a damsel of pulchritude and unique idiosyncrasies.
Your attributes are prominent, dazzling, a class by itself
you're a poetic painter of the soul, brimming with passion.
What else can I say to an eye-popping lady,
when all of the metaphors are being consumed already?
How can I portray you more in a symbolic manner,
when every detail and each word have been used lately?
Narrative, melodrama, verses and golden oldies,
and per illustration is hard to get to the bottom of.
I can't fully describe you anymore, the damsel I adore
my mind and my pen have to come up with more wondrous adjectives.
---June 24, 2020, 11:33 pm
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