That lady's lovely eyes covereth the sun in all its glory and mounts on a eagles wings and flies to the highest peaks of the Earth.At which hour the lady smiles everyone is blown hence by a bright smileth that wishes valorous fortune for all that setteth eyes upon that lady. For that lady's beauty is most wondrous and wakes the dead from their eternal catch but a wink.That lady's lips, a wonderful sight, those gents art plump and juicy for the lady knoweth how to setteth the right makeup on that lady's visage.
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Truly penned in Shakespearean poetic diction. A THING OF BEAUTY IS A JOY FOREVER EVER - John Keats. I like the articulation of the poem, as it captured the personification of grace and epitome of beauty. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.