Make you swoon?
Despite my glaring imperfection
Entice a rosy flush?
Extolling virtues, of that "little black dress"?
Coax a giddy giggle?
With stories of my imagined prowess...
Could i seize your imagination?
For a minute? an hour? a day?
By lofty dream, or incantation
Or stellar, artistic display?
My rejoinder? Alas, likely no...
Even as i resemble, what you profess to seek,
Steinbeck's translation of "Vacilando"
Is, i admit, utterly foreign, to me.
I love this one - it's so perfectly romantic but not at all sappy. You will have all the girls wishing it was them you were writing about.
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