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Abstract

 

 

Abstract

 

She was abstract

a mystery of which

countless eyes would look upon

but none had the same interpretation

Yet they were all right in their summations

She was all things

effortlessly, fluidly

Her omnipotence was unparalleled

Even those with the greatest of contempt for her

could not deny her loveliness

In most cases their disdain was rooted in

the fact that they could not control her

She was the freest of spirits

Uncontainable

embracing her inhibitions

and boundless desires

to degrees of unfathomable conceptualization

She was the realization of ultimate fantasy

The one phenomenal moment

that all else shall be compared to

but never again be equaled

let alone surpassed

The memory that will always haunt you

The irreplaceable pleasurable interlude

that will plague you

Any degree of happiness shall only serve

to remind you of

how much sweeter it could have been

if it was her you were sharing it with

She is life altering

The sweetest of sinful temptation

that one should be so lucky to indulge

before death comes for them

She shall see to it that

she is immortalized

in song, story, and in all mediums of art

Yet no image, or story,

shall be the same

because she is

Abstract

 

The Nxt LeveL

Copyright 2007 all rights reserved

 





Poetry by The Nxt LeveL
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Written on 2007-01-25 at 06:19

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Oh yes she is and thank goodness for it!lol how on earth could she please everyone all of the time otherwise? I thoroughly enjoyed this poem the next level. You write as if you have touched her heights without a doubt. Smiling at you

Tai
2007-01-25