Goddess
A willowy figure standing stolidly
An exceptional portrait, frozen in time
Her flawless skin like porcelaneous ivory
Slender pale fingers traced a sycamore's arched spine
Full lips curved in an imperial beam
Her smile capturing my soul's desire
Her regal poise sends my heart bursting through its seams
Her elegance complements her sinuous attire
Where from had this blonde beauty sprung?
A certain grace set to her elegant face
No melody this delicate has been sung
Nor no evils can have it detained
Arethusa: I am so good!
Me: Stop crooning, it's disgusting.
Arethusa: As opposed to you?
Me: You really need to shut up.
Arethusa: Well…you're a filthy hypocrite!
Me: That's my line! Okay, maybe yours...shut up.
Power-Of-Heart—Yay! Thank you so much, I know I just feel more comfortable doing Cornelia stuff. Even though technically, this one is Caleb.
