For Shaina... Poem by Robert Beksinski
For Shaina...
Well
I'm not going to lie
But if Shakespeare would try
Why
He could not touch your beauty
Not a single sonnet truly
His words are no match
Even with magic in attach
No victory would come
Your elegance would never succumb
A failed Shakespeare would have cried
Laid down his pen with no more pride
An unsurpassed beauty as you are
Is the greatest thing that's happened to me by far
I love you
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