I Saw Only Her - Poem by Erato

‘Though the room was full, I saw only her
all the others gathered were just a blur.
My Muse of love poetry was standing there
looking beautiful beyond compare.

She was making the coffee and the tea
and poured out a 'pint of Guinness' for me.
Then as I supped it, I drank in the sight
of my lovely Muse upon that Guild night.

Like Mona Lisa stood my Muse so fair
silhouetted within the doorway there,
Mesmerised, I began to appreciate
her loveliness for she was looking great.

Beauty of character enshrined in grace.
Two sparkling eyes set in a lovely face.
Enthralled by the beauty of what I saw.
The contours of her shape filled me with awe.

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  • Gold Star - 34,112 Points Gajanan Mishra (9/19/2014 12:10:00 PM)

    beauty of character and grace, good one. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 19, 2014

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 18, 2015

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