AI Art be me.

By happenstance, we met one day among a varied throng,

It was her eyes that called to me like some exotic song.

At first glance, she would seem a woman who’s in charge,

Intelligence and confidence were writ upon her large.

And yet…her eyes did flash at me, inviting me to see,

“Will you look past all my walls? Can you just see me?”

She was kind and affable, no cold, imperious type,

And yet there was inside her, a softness past the hype.

She hid it well and only let me see a glimpse or two,

By word and glance, I answered her to tell her that I knew.

A rare and subtle lowering of eyes gave me reply,

“I’ve shown myself and now it’s up to you find out why.”

I’ve since confirmed my first impression, startlingly, was true.

She has a soft, submissive side not seen by casual view.

And I will always feel so special that in me, she chose,

To let me see and get to know a sweet and lovely rose.