Acrostic for a Lover’s Day

Venus, of course, has no arms,
And Mona Lisa turns out to have been a man.
Lots of Marylin’s have come & gone since then,
Even, despite the oxymoron, one Madonna.
Not withstanding them, the Classic Helen, and Medieval Heloise,
The Dark Lady, Browning’s Barrett, and Poe’s Anabelle,
Immortal Leda, Gatsby’s Daisy, and the rest,
Nobody’s ever mirrored Beauty’s all withstanding and
Eternal face like you.

Why, in destiny’s intricate unfolding,
Ineluctably, Beauty should always
Find the voice to glorify it I can’t say. I only know I’m glad
Eternally to be your beauty’s poet through the years.

©WILLIAM JOHN WATKINS