Demure (Ottava Rima Poem) Poem by Cynthia Buhain-baello

Demure (Ottava Rima Poem)



Something about her can simply appeal
That silent magical attractiveness,
An inner soft glow one can surely feel
Like a hushed breath of wind in gentleness.
Natural woman, no pretense, so real-
Demure and shy, she leaves one speechless,
Lovely eyes speak waves of serenity
Our world lost the essence of such beauty.

Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~08.23.14

Sunday, August 31, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: ottava rima
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Cynthia Buhain-baello

Cynthia Buhain-baello

Manila, Philippines
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