You   In candle light your face outglows the flame and shimmers softer than the moonlit night and both of these would gladly have your name acknowledging that they’re the lesser light Soft music’s melody cannot compare to the song of songs your soul emanates and instrumental rhythm lacks the flair and graceful way your body moves… then waits The magic of the night can mesmerize and leave me breathless; spellbound by its pow’r But they are overshadowed as your eyes of shining blue draw me in hour by hour By G. A. Kozora © 2004 G. A. Kozora (All rights reserved)   This poem was written for the Form Over Substance Challenge. This week's form is: The Tetractys The Tetractys form is similar to the Cinquain, in that it is made up of five lines with a regimented syllable count. However, the syllable count for a Tetractys verse is 5 lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 10 syllables (total of 20). 1 2 3 4 10

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