- Well, I Declare Poem by Georgios Venetopoulos

On artful prints her beauty dwelt
diffused in haze, a pristine bloom,
ethereal her figure svelte
and French perfume.

Well I declare, her love I sought,
unplaced on canvas her response
so diffident her stare and thought,
of renaissance.

Alike a dancing muse she stepped,
her graciousness a veil of night,
caressing wave, the shoreline swept
her smiling bright.

Upon the sands she coasted then,
of Springtime incandescent beam,
an everlasting red cayenne
and fervent dream.

A classic arts connoisseur,
well I declare, my reddened rose,
I yippee yipped with spree and spur
and kissed her nose. :)