Pygmalion's Dream

[Raoul D'Harmental]

I glanced at her and there it was.
It glowed; its awe caused mine to pause.
She had a heart, real as could be;
She was alive and she loved me,
I thought, though fixed upon the page
She stayed, fading whilst I, with age,
Grew grey. But still her glow remained
Proof of a love, bared yet restrained.

[AlexandratheLate]

This is quite touching Raoul.

[Raoul D'Harmental]

Thanks Alexandra. I am glad you like this! R

[Johntee]

The artist's hand
found in flagrante,
creation unbound.

[mooneyblack]

Charming and full of love.

[RhymeLovingWriter]

Wonderful Raoul D'Harmental! The drawing, the longing delivered through the verse...you are quite talented to be able to do both!

[Tony Grannell]

Hello Raoul, Well, I must say, you are of the dream I this one, so much so, that you have me dreaming as well. Whatever you do, don't flip the page, such a romance should not be crushed. A most beautiful passage of romantic poetry. Well done, indeed. Fond regards, Tony.

[Sister Greed]

Exquisite.