Here, beneath the autumn sky
I wonder where your beauty lies;
in your eyes or in your hair,
or in your slender body, where
your elven contours vie with ease
the fairy lacework of the leaves.
Their topaz, copper or rubine
eclipse not lakes of tourmaline
that are your eyes – and fair
indeed, beyond compare,
the leaf of gold to match your hair.
From ‘Of Goddesses and Women’
© 2022 Dafydd Hughes Lewis. All rights reserved. 
Gorgeous imagery and photograph.
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Thank you, Jacydo. These two poems were written many years ago, before Autumn or Winter came along with its touch. The photo I will look at time and time again.
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Absolutely love this one! Such a beautiful poem about such a beautiful lady.
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Thank you, Eira. Indeed, the lady is beautiful.
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