She is a queen of tight dress,
She is a little queen.
She is a queen or goddess.
Sincere, eager, keen.
So much involved and gentle,
With style, yet to be seen.
Attractive, cute and splendid,
She is a little queen.
At ease she is with color
And mixes it with skill,
Unprecedented talent,
She is a real steal.
The one a lot are after,
The way one never knew.
For only she can craft it,
With every shade and hue.
And scale is so much vaster,
Each time she has a go.
And everything she masters
Defined to shine and glow.
And everything she touches
Consigned to be an art.
She is a queen or duchess,
So good, so bright, so smart.
She is a queen of short dress,
It all stems from within.
And everyone surrenders
No matter what’s the scene.
Lucky she.. 🙂
Комментарий by Mehriban — 13 ноября, 2014 @ 12:27 пп
Beautiful poem.
Комментарий by Zaira — 13 ноября, 2014 @ 12:44 пп
Wonderful)))
Комментарий by Nazrin — 13 ноября, 2014 @ 2:40 пп
Splended…No words can tell…And again it resembles someone…)))))))
Комментарий by vikulja — 13 ноября, 2014 @ 5:57 пп
Кому посвятили — счастливица!!!
Комментарий by Sab-S-Qid — 13 ноября, 2014 @ 7:37 пп
Perfect as usual.
Комментарий by Sun — 14 ноября, 2014 @ 1:56 дп
Она утопия, ее нет. У автора богатое воображение, и непонятно почему все думают что стихи надо обязательно кому-то посвящать :->)
Комментарий by Khadija — 14 ноября, 2014 @ 2:02 дп
That’s rather unexpected of you to be romantic to this extent and attentive to the details. I am stunned with the choice of rhymes!
Комментарий by Maral — 17 ноября, 2014 @ 10:19 пп
Oh this is so romantic …She must be really blessed one
Комментарий by Nigar — 30 мая, 2015 @ 11:50 пп