How inadequate are the words that come to mind
\nWhen trying to do justice to your kind.
\nYou know your looks are those that people die for.
\nI know your looks are far, far from all. <\/p>\n
No marble ever captured such radiant eyes as those
\nThat adorn the sculptured innocence of the face I do behold;
\nAnd your body shows its age, but shouts its youth at me.
\nWith every move and gesture – your beauty flaunted unknowingly. <\/p>\n
An innocent spirited outlook on life, like yours I’d treasure,
\nIf you’d only allow me time to share and enjoy that pleasure.
\nFor like no other, I could help your spirit grow,
\nThrough the love we, on each other, could, as friends, bestow. <\/p>\n
When I look into and through those clear and confident eyes
\nYour false-bottomed, shallow stare fails to disguise
\nThe depths within to which your spirit really goes –
\nThe depths to which I’d reach if you would let go. <\/p>\n
Your soft complexion aglow, with youth’s own spritely fire;
\nMatched by a jovial complacency, few teens ever acquire.
\nHands firm and independent, but gentle in their caress;
\nMy desire’s to take and hold them, and assure your happiness. <\/p>\n
I’d take you as my lifetime friend, and let you see
\nYour many paths in life, and then I’d set you free.
\nYou may prove your beauty’s deeper, far deeper than it seems,
\nFor your spirit’s where your beauty lies, waiting for release. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
How inadequate are the words that come to mind
When trying to do justice to your kind.
You know your looks are those that people die for.
I know your looks are far, far from all. <\/p>\n
No marble ever captured such radiant eyes as those
That adorn the sculptured innocence of the face I do […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,1,8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-269","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-introspection","category-poems","category-social"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/269","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=269"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/269\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":668,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/269\/revisions\/668"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=269"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=269"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=269"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}