Of the Paradox of Beauty
What is beauty for one but the gifted endowed
A variation of fixtures perfected for the beholder
who neither shares nor is satisfied..
Staring wonderously, flawless he sees
with each glance..
Stealing each moment with love
enshrined in each moment of tide
where love overcomes the overflow
of emotions unbenign..
Love, the vision embraces with much suppress
the multitude of reckless abbrasions
that one would avoid
if indeed it be devoid
of misunderstanding and misconduct..
Of a jealous man the heart fulfills a vow
A discerning factor in his
overrule of his woman..
Neither a friend nor a foe he remains sometimes
O woe to jealousy and its kin
Love so pure would be found in you
whom I seek
For now your say attracts the
viles of a human mind..
Your looks to me as beholder
I stand awed..
Woe to those who plunder thee
for to you I assign my consign..
Happy Valentines Day EveryOne..