The Woman That Charm Poem by Eden Trinidad

I am missing her
Though we have never met
face to face is
one of the mysteries of our birth.

When will I behold the lovely silhouette?
Wish to lock my eyes with her?
When could I gaze upon
the iron princess that charms me most?

Pining to be with her
As I ponder daily on her shyness;
For she belongs to my destiny
No words could define it.

I want to impart to her,
Good vibes and the luxury of
laughter and delightful
moments with this maiden.

Oh You, Yes You
The woman that I wish
to just tenderly recline
beside you,
And in solitude
Unclose the annals
as I narrate to you
the mysteries
of the universe.

Mysterious like the woman in you.


Copyright: Eden S. Trinidad