She's a transient and he doesn't fancy it.
She's a modern day muse whose intuit
implants an enchantment and enhances his
Disposition because she keeps on fleeting.
His couth admonition is they'll stop meeting.
A stroke of love has awoke a cautious dumbfounded hope
Thrown into the wind within a noxious resounded trope...
If there was such a scenario where we found
the end of this imagination of mine
and she wished to be there with this unsound
poetical mind then race against time
It's my opaque soul that sees behind the windowsills
as I, the wind, whisper swiftly to the trees and mills.
Representing her are the circling leaves. Confound
is her beauty by my wisps spans the willows of a meadow
in the pan beyond the sound there's a small town
where listens my cowgirl wearing those rooted stilettos.
Other words that go well together:
--empress, impress, finesse,
--visage, adage
Other idea:
--I'm going to write a poem inspired by John Milton's Paradise Lost, albeit I haven't collected the courage to take a look through, here's my idea...
"Paradise Tossed"by Spencer Stilwell. An epic poem about the world's greatest garden salad!
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