Poetry Collection Vol.1: Ex Nihilo

Wishes

Well wishes for her instilled in this letter;

She left at will's notice before I knew any better.

Solace would be had at her ensuing endeavors;

However, I know not of the storms she may weather.

Hopeful for the matter if so dear,

It's my whim she overcomes the latter I fear.

Marblesque, coated with lacquer of tears.

Might she dry her eyes, hazel littered with teal.

Though whatever strife she may feel encumbered in,

Might she be reminded of the affinity for her lovely skin.

Better meant for a cheerier occasion's making

But may she find happiness again in her placing

This ode to my dearest of most jarring, beautiful account,

But only sincerest expression of a harping poet's herald of her renown.

Eyes of exotic hues darting and sparkling dutifully abound.