*Her* *Look*
Story of my lady,
A sweet cream of candy,
Slim fit,
And veil vested plenty,
Oh! The most gorgeous one.
Story of my lady,
So sorry I'm short of words to tell,
But wording this can tell little;
Of a golden maiden,
The priceless damsel.
She asked me to encrypt her look on this page less pages,
I smiled with my pen and felt deciphered,
And inked on this marble, *She's* *gorgeous*,
Truly, she's so...my Esther.
One that can't leave a smile on her face.
Then she blew me sweet air;
Of stolen her heart.
But ne'er know if this air is fair,
Until I hear from her again,
Yes! From whom I forced my pen to encode gorgeous.
© *Jeomen*
To my *Esther*
No omen no Jeomen
®7/1/2017
