Charisma Poem by Robert Rittel

She spoke to me, to be of service,
graceful granted purpose.

Be virtues bliss charismatic,
to nurture truth's magnificent static.

The wind expresses itself by abilities,
passion as source of space quantities.

The Priestess encompassing realities,
being magical in surreal fantasies.

The fruits of other world's temptations,
tunnel end and mot light sensation.

Wise qualities serene applied,
timeless fashion magic star light.

Given grace of spirit intellect in rhyme,
to the answers of life's regret in time.

To see those echoes through many incarnations,
stardust soul in her hearts sensation.

Charismatic free spirits roam,
enlighten bodies in every room.