Beauty

There exists a strong spirit,

the gentlest of all god's creations.

Encircled by a halo of light,

she dances around the burning pyre in my heart.

Calling to me in beautiful sound,

the girl, her being is divine and profound.

Looking into my frail soul with endlessly peering eyes,

soon she will learn the emotions

I hide.

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J-C4113d's picture

I have been reading poetry for more than thirty years now, and this is one of the most exquisitely beautiful poems I have ever read. Superb evocation and excellent compression. Wow!


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Ally's picture

That's so good. Pure talent. I love it. :D

depressedkitten's picture

I loved this poem...Jacob your write such good poems keep up the good work :)..