Living Beauty
.
Neither smile, nor glance, nor hips
neither touch, nor gesture, nor whisper
can give a description fully,
other then they are hers
No mathematics can summate,
no science can find the root of effect
It is only SHE in the living instant
And the exhilaration she generates within me.
Very nice poem you have Chis…very true! she is the perfect! the image of perfection!
Will keep coming back for more of your poems and article:)
October 13, 2009 at 9:19 pm