Helena at Dawn Sunrise touches her precious face Paris looks over, savoring the reassurance of her presence in their bed of love. In the faint morning light He discerns the slightly upturned corners of her perfect mouth smiling in her dreamlike state, content, a picture of peaceful beauty. Golden sheets of sun cover Helena’s goddess-like form. Paris drinks in her luxurious countenance, distracted by her warm and inviting body. Her virtue lights the room like the dawn- devoted partner, faithful friend, passionate lover, a paean to perfection wrapped in angelic allurement. Being loved by Helena Is Paris’ greatest glory and his highest praise. Helena’s lips are the wine that sustain him and her love gives him Life! ~ vp ~
Posted on: Sat, 15 Mar 2014 15:02:36 +0000
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