The nymph on a cusp

She sat on the cusp of beauty

Perched on the edge of a bloom

She sipped from a dew drop

Hanging upon a leaf

She is truly a beauty to me

She flits from flower to flower

Silken hair such a nymph of delight

She beautifies everything she touches

She brings light to my eyes

She paints the colours in the flowerbeds

She floats on an air of grace

Her life is bliss and so full of love

I cannot quite say enough

About the beautiful nymph on the cusp.

8 responses to “The nymph on a cusp”

  1. You weave an intricate tapestry of visual delights. Beautiful. ⭐️

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    1. Thank you very much I really appreciate your kind words my friend. Faux

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  2. It’s nice for to visualize this!

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    1. Thank you very much for reading and appreciating my friend I am glad it resonated with you. Faux

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    Key Lamp

    sylph, wisp, meadows of willows. the mountain calls but you cannot go on. perhaps a momentary sojourn in thy temporal nocturne. all the way down this memori, the go-slow.

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    1. Nice. Thanks for reading and appreciating my friend.

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        Key Lamp

        Thank you for not taking offense by my contributions. It’s nice to riff poetry and words with others. Thanks again for sharing your words and poetry😸

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      2. I like that you share. It all good and helps expands my scope and use of words. Faux

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