A Poem In Motion Poem by Paul Sebastian

You are poetry's rhythm
A poet's perfect dream
A classic poem in motion
A beauty, no comparison
Your eyes make me tremble
Piercing, making me unutterable
Rose-petal lips spell -bound me
Your smile, arrests me so easily
Making me tongue-tied
Caught in a love-raid

Your spoken words are precious jewels
Music to my ears, like listening to a musical
Hair blown by the wind, dance to a symphony
Softly bounce on your shoulders, rhythmically
Your gait's a waltz, dancing to my heart-beat
Prokofiev's overture to ‘Romeo and Juliet'
A portrait, more priceless than Mona Liza
I'd build another Taj Mahal wonder of Agra
You are an angel, plucked from heaven
Walking before me in my Garden of Eden