Not As Yet Named

Dedicated to the actress...

Soft hair reaching down to grace shoulders, lovely and slender;
She has blue eyes that sparkle, and a smile - warm and tender.
Her bodily silouhette aligned in a perfect curve,
A mere glance at this shapely beauty will strike at one's nerve.

Splendidly warm and pacifying to have made her laugh,
And yet still necessary to argue on her behalf.
Another treated this angel in a manner most uncooth,
Such simple minds should never be trusted to acquire the truth.

That he failed to think of her in action, deed and word,
Should make faith in our sex a concept most patently absurd.
With such misguided interpreters attempting to understand;
Leaves the most wonderful of secrets...known only to one man.

A knowledge such grasped that it feels as though cheating;
Leaving one awake at night, mind racing and heart beating.
That inspiration should come in so lovely a form;
Leaves a state of mind, both exuburant and forlorn.

For a radiance exudes from her for others without cease;
To be in her presence is to know the only true peace.
Such is the power that a moment of attention gave;
That there is logic in the willingness to be as her knave.

For the price of the sacrifice not as yet named;
Actions for pursuit of this cause renders one never ashamed.
To charge forward like the white knight for greater glory;
Is to hold faith in the goal, and complete the story....

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