A Beauty Gone

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
(an insight to a man thoughts, who misses the chance of meeting a passing beauty in a crowd)

Submitted: July 18, 2011

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A Beauty Gone

 

By Gene Renasant

 
How I curse this appetite for the drunkards fix,
For the face of Beauty has now escaped me;
Fate too is cruel to keep in parts one soul, since in heaven split,
In such trifling an hour of fleeting tenderness and revelry;
Her fine features shined through gaudy a crowd and shadows mixed
So my spirit, I heed thee yearnings to touch this nameless Beauty’s melody,
With frenzied foot through place and mob oh how I did commit;
Yet a last to hopes dismay vanished she did into the folds of this obnoxious mortal sea.
 
All sweetened blood and reeling, yet my hearts sight unimpaired,
When first these portals caught upon such a pretty visions glare;
She lived in beauty like a dream
Of summer magic and poetic themes,
A passing beam, a pulsing flare,
All but could surrender a beauty's glow so rare,
And now gone forever she was like a whisper into the nightly Air.
 
So splendid a contour, how graceful a countenance,
Which parade gentle emotions so free of plight;
Oh those eyes the best of heaven and earths eloquence,
Tress in hues of tints of the darkest moonless night;
So smooth a brow, how curved a lip, for if an imperfection, normal sight gave no evidence.
Wrapped in gloom memory that I botched my date with nature's Wife.


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