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.
She’s smart, 13/11/14, 00:13
Lucky she.. 🙂
Beautiful poem.
Wonderful)))
Splended…No words can tell…And again it resembles someone…)))))))
Кому посвятили — счастливица!!!
Perfect as usual.
Она утопия, ее нет. У автора богатое воображение, и непонятно почему все думают что стихи надо обязательно кому-то посвящать :->)
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!
Oh this is so romantic …She must be really blessed one