Discover her Story


She was like a book
Held deep within
Antiqued parchments
Inks impressed
Illuminated scripts.

Stories authored
And finely bound
With gilded accents
Embossed with filigrees
Dignified exquisiteness.

So subtlety
Self published
By her own discretion
Chapters enumerated
Appended in manuscript.

Her pages
With drama and mysteries
Shaded in solemn forbearance
Always and ever foreshadowed
In a definitive romance.

To have her now held
Is to behold a woman
Of ardent design
To have this chance to
Discover her story…

Is to love her,
— so sublime.

~ an EWK Poe’em   ©2017 EWK

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