There is a Lavish Beauty to You
I cannot deny;
A Magnificence that Charms and Lures
My every notion,
Clasping each Breath I Breathe
In Your Compelling grasp,
Drawing Shivers from the depths of me
While I stand,
Undeniably,
Inescapably,
Spellbound,
And Unreservedly Surrendered,
To You.
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Though atypical, I have purposefully allowed this poem to stand alone, without an image to guide your interpretation or lead your thoughts. Does the verse speak to you of a Beautiful Vista? A Starlit sky? The Beguilement of a Lover? or the Enraptured Bliss of a newborn Child? or, perhaps, The Beauty of words, of Poetry, itself?
~Morgan~
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The beauty of words for me Morgan – and how they synchronize when placed together to create imagery and feeling – the flow of a snapshot of life. Nice!
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I am so glad you enjoyed this piece and thank you for sharing your thoughts on it 🙂
Many Blessings~
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The words themselves are beautiful, and speak for themselves. The words do paint a picture. However, I do love having images to look at also. That is a matter of personal preference though, and doesn’t make the words any less powerful.
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I tend to agree with you Michelle. Just an experiment, really, to see what the mind conjures when left to it’s own devices 🙂 Thanks Ever So Much!
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