Ode to a Beauty I Once Knew

Ode to a beauty I once knew,

Who was a woman full of class,

Revealing nothing through

Mere sight.

But, her beauty did embrace me one time,

Through her eyes;

And I came running,

As one inexperienced in loving.

Upon my unwrapping of her

A fear overtook me;

That as a once audacious lover

I was now like an innocent boy

Relinquishing tears for another;

For I did not know what to do,

Or what to say,

And even though I knew her

Some other yesterday

The mere thought of her

Still makes the pen in my hand

Tremble today.