And God said,
A
Poem
All creation belongs to
Him
Look up into the heavens
Both day and night
See the blazing sunrise
The deep blue sky is a hue
That every Artist yearns
To possess with pigments, brush and canvas
Generations of men have epic failures
Never to paint its true majesty
Sunset, like a fiery ball
Descending into the earth's crust
Behold, the dark velvet dome above
Sparkling lights and illuminated disks
Like diamonds, pearls and precious gem stones
Can any vision be more beautiful
And God said,
Righteous men and pure of heart
Her gaze penetrates a man's soul
Look into her fathomless brown eyes
The heavens pale
My beloved Lorelei
All creation belongs to
Him
Cradle a rose in your hands
Most cherished flower
In any man's garden
Shakespeare's words are timeless
A deep red hue is so brilliant
And
The sunlight multiplies the scarlet
Into color every
Photographer
Anguishes his life-time
To capture in print
Only to reproduce a shadow of its
Allure
Every fashion designer
Would give his life
For its fragrance
Just one trace of smell in his perfume
Can any passion of our senses
Be more fulfilling
And God said,
Righteous men and pure of heart
I decree, her lips
Every man shall yearn to kiss
And
Her fragrance and color
Makes a rose wan
My beloved Lorelei
All creation belongs to
Him
I dare you to ask for her friendship
When you are lonely
She is there
When you need a thoughtful word
Her words comfort
Who is she really
She keeps you guessing
You shall never know
Don't try and understand her
Feminine wiles
Know her, love her and be blessed
With her amity
My beloved Lorelei
Photo Credit
Copyright © Twitter® @ Ms Satan
Poem
Copyright © 19 February 2013
287 Words
All creation belongs to
Him
Cradle a rose in your hands
Most cherished flower
In any man's garden
Shakespeare's words are timeless
A deep red hue is so brilliant
And
The sunlight multiplies the scarlet
Into color every
Photographer
Anguishes his life-time
To capture in print
Only to reproduce a shadow of its
Allure
Every fashion designer
Would give his life
For its fragrance
Just one trace of smell in his perfume
Can any passion of our senses
Be more fulfilling
And God said,
Righteous men and pure of heart
I decree, her lips
Every man shall yearn to kiss
And
Her fragrance and color
Makes a rose wan
My beloved Lorelei
All creation belongs to
Him
I dare you to ask for her friendship
When you are lonely
She is there
When you need a thoughtful word
Her words comfort
Who is she really
She keeps you guessing
You shall never know
Don't try and understand her
Feminine wiles
Know her, love her and be blessed
With her amity
My beloved Lorelei
Photo Credit
Copyright © Twitter® @ Ms Satan
Poem
Copyright © 19 February 2013
287 Words
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