A sprinkle of starlight from high in heaven's lair -
mimics crystalline highlights that shower your hair
The many shades - gently caressed by an angel's hand -
gives rise of lilac's fragrance from each silken strand

Unknown to harshness - her soft unblemished skin,
smooth perfection unaltered by sun or wind
Outer beauty is seen, but there's more to be told,
nestled in comfort like a child in cradles hold

A tinge of jade speaks of gentleness deep inside;
emeralds slowly fade with the closing of her eyes
With turn of heads, the moon and stars often weep,
silently gazing upon this gentle soul in sleep

Life's grandest views - hidden within simple things,
beyond shallow eyes it always holds more than seems
Gates swing wide for those seeking something more;
enter the refuge - peer into your mind's open door

Mild as a whisper, her voice delicately refined,

upon lovely smiles each sweetness combined

Like an air of dreams - cast by magic's spell,

into these depths is where I long to dwell

If images could be paused in a moment of time,
inside  stilled sands - you would always be mine
With halt to seconds - through portals of hourly glass,
I'd be there to love you until eternity's very last

© C.E. Vance

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A mistake from start to finish.

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bishu's picture

Perfect description of beauty

Perfect description of beauty ... specially "mild as a whisper, her voice delicately refined, upon lovely smiles....." Took another read now.



bishu's picture

What a transformation from skull and rose

What a transformation from skull and rose CEVance !~!!! Love=== love========love all the way and nicely worded. "with halt to seconds~thru portals of hourly glass"........... xxxxxxx until eternity's last" Lifetime loving.



bishu's picture

Sorry if I offended you Mr Vance

Sorry if I offended you Mr Vance. Skulls and roses are okay if you like it  that way.Anyway your writings exhude excellence and command over words.



cevance's picture

There's really no

There's really no transformation. The rose and skull just symbolized beauty and darkness. I like to think that I can portray either in my writings. As always, I thank you for your kindness.  

sweetwater's picture

Oh that takes my breath away.

Oh that takes my breath away.

cevance's picture

Thank you so very much for

Thank you so very much for the nice comment.

nightlight1220's picture

Wow. That's just beautiful,

Wow. That's just beautiful, Carl Vance. Well sounds like no begining or end except for the meeting being both. That is really really beautiful. ~peace~


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "


cevance's picture

Thank you, Elizabeth. To be

Thank you, Elizabeth. To be honest, I'm not very fond of this work. Of course though--that's just me.