I Write Poetry
In the mist of night she stood,
Very essence spelling beauty,
Owing to moonlight,
Her body shone,
Like a diamond,
Amidst the orb of darkness,
Her presence, illuminating,
Even the darkest of hour,
Radiating colors of joy,
As does the sun,
Upon kissing the sea,
Her elegance, exquisite,
Snatching monotony,
Bestowing an aura of hope,
Synonymous to umbrageous clouds,
In the calescent summer,
Such was the magnificence,
Possessed within her,
Upon leaving, behind,
Left a memory,
Worth cherishing!
By:
Floydian
Age:
18-21
,
Male
