Woman, Woman, Muse Of Saint Valentine - Poem by Hebert Logerie
You, pretty Muse, with velvety skin
The sugary sap of my poetic pen
And the labyrinth of my soul
You inspire me and I love you.
You are my perennial spring smile
The garden of my ethereal flowers
The leitmotif of my dreams in exile
And the fictional oasis of the fall showers.
You are the guardian angel who's never absent
And the devoted hope with multifarious scent
You never say no. Oh! Eternal is your beauty.
Woman, Woman, Muse of St. Valentine
Your perfume seduces my whole being
And your maternal voice rocks me like a baby.
Copyright © January 14,2015 Logerie Hébert, All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
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