Love her smile- A poem

The Poem-

Of Latin celebrated;

Coliseum scarlet painted;

An epoch of aristocracy sainted;

Their;

Dagger tips tainted;

Lips regal anointed;

Matins of a Red satin empire

A culture cooped on attire;

Strung,

Sung &

Cremated.

In a land of Caesars departed-

In Rome –

The home of glass blowing;

Silica Silver warm & glowing;

Fair slivers of-

Flair Rivers;

A million colors; them pillion weavers-

Raining away those brush strokes of light;

Loaning away lush rainbows in flight;

Glazes of glass;

Lazes in class;

Shades shivering in pastels & all ells;

Shimmering allure; their simmering azure;

   

Such a lovely art; of arcane sort;

Simply lost!

Quite simply lost!!

All the etchings; plaid in pane;

Glass blowing in plain;

Simple lost!

Quite simple lost!!

Its mystery lost-

And all she did was simply smile.

Just smile.

The dip of her lips;

The curve of its nips;

The Dew drop dimples;

The few prop pimples;

Her crimson smile

Thy blooming isle;

With summer's sparkle;

A bit of winter's crinkle-

Just let her smile-

Just once, Oh please-

Just... Let her smile

Oh!! for 

I love her. 

I love her. 

I love her smile.

Author's note-

I wanted to write a poem where the smile of a girl is put in a sublime and poetic way. Hope you guys like it. I learnt the facts of glass blowing and the influence of roman empire on it from wikipedia. Kindly look into it, if interested further.