I stop. I don’t mean to stare, but the apparition that’s you holds me spellbound in its unearthly beauty. You smile and say my name. I smile back, but my insides turn the jelly. Are you real?
Goddess come to life
Straight from the ancient stories
You mesmerize me
You seem more legend than flesh
Born of pen, not woman
This was written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge. The key words today were “Myth” and “Write”. Following her suggestion, I didn’t use the words, I used only synonyms.