An Artist.A Poem by John HolmesAnother description of a friend.She tilts her head Like an artist in thought A magician in magic. Such Subtle beauty is confusing to the eye. Her mane of glorious hair hang below her shoulder curled and wrapped upon her frame like a fire. A fire that illuminates her eyes to be like jewels of tigers eye. tigers eye with a soul of kindness. Kindness that hath no limit to her soul, spilling forth in her laugh her smile and careless communication of joy. she is truly a sphinx to people. Yet their she is. for all to see. tilting her head. like an artist. But with such beauty. Curves and lips to rival all and none. a smile to shake souls and bury fears. she is an infection to people. a beautiful infection. she makes men swoon. and women moan. she is truly a sphinx yet an open book. she is laughter and joy she is compassion and love wrath and ruin. She tilts her head, like an artist. An artist of what you ask? to be such a sphinx. oh my. she must truly be an artist of life and love.
© 2014 John HolmesAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorJohn HolmesUnited KingdomAboutOkay SO I am back everybody! Sorry for the long lapse in maintaining this account. I hope you're all well. Currently I stand at zero read requests, I came back to have far too many for me to ever catc.. more..Writing
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