Dec 29, 2015

247. Hearts immortality

Neither revered sculptures nor renowned recent castings
Neither celebrated painters, nor notable modern fine arts
Would ever show the elegance gorgeousness, of my goddess
The natures shower of the heavenly drops for the mortality

Neither remarkable poets nor prominent contemporary lyricists
Neither present-day cameras nor current motion pictures
Would ever portray beautifully, my impeccable damsel
The way she speaks, sings, laugh, smile and whisper

The timidly reserved shyness with bare bashfulness, of her wholeness
The tender waist that walks, hops, jumps, sits, plays and rests
Wonder if any, would ever divinely depict my damsels alluring beauty
The way she eternally dances within my realm of hearts immortality