I am taken with her skill of language <br />well versed in verse root romantics <br />as well, wooing and cooing <br />with captivating kinesthetics <br /> <br />intuitively she knows how to move <br />keep her poet jaw dropped and gushing <br />spilling fount flow for fumbling and wondering <br />that he might please her with writing <br />that he might please her with writing <br /> <br />writing, writing for offering... <br /> <br />form voluptuous statuesque classic <br />Romanesque animate becoming <br />hair hallowed aureate dawning and drawing <br />generous goddess lips eyebrows blowing <br /> <br />crystalline kisses through azure spectacles <br />spectacular splendid spectacles <br />inspirate azure and emerald speckled <br />aquamarine splendour shining <br /> <br />spectacles windows bowing.... <br /> <br />But she is no mere anachronism, <br />mine ageless angelic antiquity <br />rather, an archetype for study sustaining <br />filling parched poets and artists hungry <br /> <br />unto the ages exhausting eternity <br /> <br />her accent accentuates geometry <br />I am aching articulation arching <br />fantastic fresco, mosaic musing <br />influx imagery inundating overwhelming <br /> <br />core etymologic elocution erotic <br />syntactic sublime as enamouring <br />and she is laconic, tutoring beauty <br />the virtues of verity; beloved brevity <br /> <br />I am putty in her hands, clay for sculpting, <br />molding metal for cursive casting <br />As for her, mine words are so such; <br /> <br />We are crafting each other in many languages <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />copyright R. Resh 2008<br /><br />Randy Resh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-french-teacher/
