A Pale Comparison Poem by Paul Moosberg

My words will swell upon the task to write you
With ink of gold that strains to shine your beauty
As I’m to tame a zoo of joy to come to
A bliss evoking love that feeds my duty

How must I write the art in all your glory
The way your sunset curves elate my senses
With skin to boast of silk and smooth in story
To tell the awe of you as I’m defenseless

You see your spell will tease and grant me splendor
Your eyes amaze with brilliance that is healing
Your soul will flow with love as I surrender
My soul as you enrich and surge my feelings

The awe of you is what I tried to capture
Your beauty shines with power to enrapture