COUNTRY MISS
 [sonnet]

With locks untamed, cascading down her arms
in windswept waves of burnished auburn gold,
a puerile look belies coquettish charms...
as sea-green eyes flash hints of passion bold.   
Soft cheeks outshine the blush of fairest rose,
as trem'bling fingers graze her sun-kissed skin; 
he tastes of summer on her freckled nose,
delighting at the dimple in her chin.   
Upon love's countenance, sweet promise lies, 
of faithfulness endured and strength of will ; 
a gentle trace of grace in sultry sighs, 
he vows to never (ever) reap his fill  
nor heaven hold a candle to his girl... 
this country miss who sets his heart awhirl.


© 11/29/10
Char