Beauty stabs me in the heart*
For it is her beauty that makes a man drop dead
Her tender Loving heart that makes him arise instead
She is of this beauty always, with simplicity and grace
Warm glow of heart and that smile on her face
A touch of the rose, she is such a beautiful flower
She has her magic spell over me with all her power
Dom*Colucci 2011
The magic of Love
ReplyDeleterises above
any spell
It is always Yours
as it is Mine
as well
We can mix it in a double
that can taste as wine
Passo Doble
LOL
Now this is very romantic...I can see us drinking and toasting to our hearts content celebrating each others Love and gazing in each other's eyes in our own little magic spell...enjoy Love(+)
ReplyDeleteDom*;)xoxoxo---{--@
Dear Dom: Romance has a way of being this incredible force of energy. Beauty turns us into lightbeings, floats us in the air with wispy breezes to become one with spirit. I do love this poem. My art prof frowned upon the ideal aspect of "Beauty" as he though it to be superficial in the classical sense of the classic school of art. However, I sense Beauty is not purely of a physical nature but transcends our lowly state of decay.
ReplyDeleteMy Dearest Love...as I see beauty that surrounds the person with purity and grace...whether they are of royalty or commoner....they exhibit the aura as this emanates Love from their hearts and the rest of them will glow as well..Love all your comments Love..enjoy as well(+)
ReplyDeleteDom*;)xoxoxo---{--@
Ah, love ... always beautiful to taste it!
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