Oh that I could;
Lift that veil of mystery,
Behind those twinkling eyes;
An obscure conundrum,
For when she smiles;
All that just floats on,
Past my intrigue;
And I'm endeavored,
To hold that image in a frame;
Forever caught still,
In a permanent light;
Immortalize her soul,
Which shines bright;
A guiding brilliance,
I want to know what drives her being;
Holds her heart together,
Makes her rise and set;
Like the stars and their sun,
How she makes a moment;
Of pure inertia seem fun,
All without lifting a finger;
As she makes the moments drift,
Seamlessly into one another;
I release the shutter,
She can't be contained;
Not within these confines,
She is a super nova;
I can only hope to grasp,
But the glimmer of her rainbow...
(06/01/2010)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem