Pure is your soul, oh northern beauty
It is made manifest in your modesty and humility
Pure as the silky fabric that conceals your secret skin
Chaste as the body you guard from the temptations of the sweetest sin
Sublime as the radient glow that emanates from an angel's halo
Supreme is your wisdom, oh northern queen
You speak only as and when necessary
Your shy demeanor is protective armour
Often mistaken for a lack of self-confidence
Nay, your shy demeanor is modesty in self-assurance
It hypnotizes wise men and repels men of ignorance
THE END
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment