The Verse Of My Poem Poem by welkin siskin

In the beautifully cherished poem of mine,
I've sublimed you like the himalaya's sunshine.
Intoned of you in sweet numbers sprawling by the beach in the warmth of sand.
Like theMagpie Robin Singing the Nature's song in the open woodland.
I've rustled of you in countless chords and adorned you in the welkin of limitless love.
And felt of you each moment in my heart's hub..

Sweet as the spring sprinkles in the Cypress Leaves, you;
Sage and bountiful like the angels on the brink of Zion, you.
Masterly and genius like the virtuous of immortality-
Who's beyond the vast indigence of wavy sea
You are the icon of admiration like never uncovered charm;
You are the honest pupil like the disciple of a preacher dame.
For I've passed off not a soulful friend like you;
I've uncovered not a clear sight of beauteous view;
Discovered not a fake veneer of politeness;
Neither that I suspect nor I guess.
You are ever the one to pulsate into the rhythm of my soul.