Lesa

Poem inspired by my cousin Lesa, who's charm and "old" spirit lives life to it's fullest in a time not her own.

A soul trapped in the wrong time...

a mysterious spirit of old...

makes the best of this modern time...

surrounded by wood and gold.

Her beauty far surpasses many...

only one may hold her down...

all others who want to love her...

can't carry her jeweled crown.

As much as you want to know her...

as close as you think you are...

no one will ever penetrate...

the depth of her enigmatic lair.