A Sight of Beauty

To a woody evergreen climbing plant,
Shiny, dark green five-pointed leaves,
With your mystical voice you enchant,
The dreamy adoring eyes that receives
My entire attention in a tiny envelope,
Sealed to forbid a time of reopening,
Though, within kindles a candle of hope,
Emotions in desperation reincarnating,
Yet, these words that I have produced,
My dear reader, would allow my soul
To melt in anguish for it was seduced
By her hair, lips, voice, body, her all.

Friday, 15th of May 2015