She's as beautiful as the moon,
Radiant as the sun at noon.
In her, I see the brightest star,
One that fills the night afar.
I can't seem to tear my gaze away,
As if anchored in her sway.
For her head is like the finest gold,
Her flowing hair, a sight to behold.
Her eyes enchanting, like precious oil,
Her lips, a crimson coil.
Truly unique and so endearing,
My heart and soul, a tale of nearing.
As if tasting new wine in a fresh cup,
I smile until her lips I disrupt.
Her response, so sweet and kind,
Though no words our lips did bind.
Our eyes spoke volumes, hearts entwined,
She stood before me, love enshrined.
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Only My Heart Knows
PoetryWithin this anthology lies a tapestry of verses penned by Jcena Mortiff, each intricately woven around diverse manifestations of love. These words ache to break the shackles of confinement, the very letters thirst for emancipation, all plucked from...
