Apr 2013
A glance across a crowded room
my eyes transfixed on another
From a distance our eyes meet for a moment then continue on there chartered course
But...upon my glancing return
Exudes a presence of wonder,
an aurora of sheer beauty,
an understated elegance
and sexiness a plenty.
That is a Woman!
my eyes transfixed on another
From a distance our eyes meet for a moment then continue on there chartered course
But...upon my glancing return
Exudes a presence of wonder,
an aurora of sheer beauty,
an understated elegance
and sexiness a plenty.
That is a Woman!
Written on 20/03/13 by Josh Morter ©
Been an unfinished poem now for 3weeks or more now, just tweaked it and added the last line. Felt complete after that.
Been an unfinished poem now for 3weeks or more now, just tweaked it and added the last line. Felt complete after that.
