Sonnet Iv - 'An Aria Of Life Breathed Through Her Lips' Poem by Beach Leanbh

An aria of life breathed through her lips
Her unique persuasion caught into view
Syncopating Earth’s roundness to ellipse
Bending, contorting all that would be true
Her mind a work of art as much her face
Creative and sublime, the gods’ greatest gift
Her steps flowing and hopeless to retrace
A demiurgic sprite, forming with each shift
A perspective her own and never mocked
For she poses apart but not lesser
The clasp that binds mankind she has unlocked
And of my affect, she is possessor
My heart in rightful awe of whom I speak
She is a peerless prize, my perfect freak