Angela Gheoghiu’s Fall

in Fall

Angela Gheoghiu In Fall’s Fashion

A poem about Angela Gheorghiu and the fashion changes which fall might impose upon the beauty of her wears. 

My Angela Gheorghiu of fall

as summer comes to an end

nature’s cheerless leaves

auburn, golden and crimson

start their descend on to ground

in the cool winds do they swirl

all in freshness’s twirl

as arrival of another season

takes hold of all reason

My Angela Gheorghiu of fall

it be tweed of autumn

in shades of season

to adorn figure of sensuality

as skirt of wool wrap

caress about legs of beauty  

 

My Angela Gheorghiu of fall

it be in autumn’s splendorous charm

that I bestow my sight upon

delight of Angela Gheorghiu

as eyes of sparkle greet mine

whilst hands pass feelings warm  

My Angela Gheorghiu of fall

mane of black silk does cascade

with loveliness upon visage of pale

as scarf marks fashion of season

My Angela Gheorghiu of fall

mine being enchanted

to render emotions of ye

ever tender as lips of scarlet

do grant homage on scene

 of returning chestnuts

whilst with chant of howl

wind does caress crisp

about my Angela Gheorghiu

My Angela Gheorghiu of fall

delicate body be covered

in wares of elegance

as wool takes form of thee

to decorate sweet femininity

My Angela Gheorghiu of fall

as deity of season with boots

to take liberty to thine knees

does ye stroll in autumn’s leaves

My Angela Gheorghiu of fall

as fantasy does appear

as lady divine to with warm spirit

take place in gardens of Autumn

Angela Gheoghiu Nude

Poetic phrases connected to Angela Gheorghiu and the majestic grace of her nude body.

My Angela Gheorghiu’s grace

autumn’s sun descends in sky

as scarlet glow of flames decorate

all about in wonder of season

fire burns upon log

as dusk sets on day

whilst desire of evening

rise in expectation  

My Angela Gheorghiu’s grace

be with eyes all ablaze

upon mine as in gaze

of star a bright in blackness

does seek sweet tenderness

My Angela Gheorghiu’s grace

black mane of silk cascade

whilst pale delicate skin

acquire sensual dream

as mounds of femininity

arise in beauty’s silhouette

as crimson to entice appetite

My Angela Gheorghiu’s grace

delightful aroma be as lace

of fragrance lovely of thine

captivate in form divine

My Angela Gheorghiu’s grace

emotions a grand as with sight

does admirer caress sensuality

of paleness in white sexuality

My Angela Gheorghiu’s grace

pearl as rose does enhance

splendor of thine femininity

as ardor of fireplace shines

all virtues of ye

Angela Gheoghiu’s Candle In The Window

Poetic phrases connected to Angela Gheorghiu and the grace of her romance in these season of falling leaves.

November’s cold rain bears down with force upon window while cloaking of misty fog decorates landscape. This as chill of night surrounds trees and all in picturesque views. Candle bright shines as vision of star in the distance yet in warm tenderness I see glow of loveliness in my Angela Gheorghiu. It being her eyes to sparkle with glee in desires of sensuality and friendship.

Romantic expression of adoration be as with emotion I see my Angela’s lips in fashion of delicate smile. It being my Angela to capture warmth of relaxation as with care she take my hand as we share a while in spirits of season of falling leaves.

My Angela Gheoghiu’s Hand Upon Fall

Autumn’s leaves decorate

as they glide on season’s breeze

picturesque view of browning trees

as my Angela Gheorghiu’s hand

do I capture with delicate ease

gentleness does my skin caress

as smoothness of silk sooths

delicate gaze of eyes warm 

in fall’s splendorous charm

whilst bench of romance

does our sweet emotions enhance 

My Angela Gheoghiu’s Lips Of Fall

My Angela Gheorghiu’s lips of fall

warm tender sensual red  

soft loving sweet caress

kiss of delicate flesh

does my Angela press

My Angela Gheorghiu’s lips of fall

do I with emotion sense

as gentle sensations call

about me do they flow

as our delight of adoration

My Angela Gheorghiu’s lips of fall

in tongues we communicate

ardor of our sparks

embrace of hidden longing

all majestic passion growing

My Angela Gheorghiu’s lips of fall

battle of our flames

fires in rage of desires

touch of true adoration

to Angela of my creation

My Angela Gheoghiu’s Lips Of Fall

My Angela Gheorghiu’s lips of fall

warm tender sensual red  

soft loving sweet caress

kiss of delicate flesh

does my Angela press

My Angela Gheorghiu’s lips of fall

do I with emotion sense

as gentle sensations call

about me do they flow

as our delight of adoration

My Angela Gheorghiu’s lips of fall

in tongues we communicate

ardor of our sparks

embrace of hidden longing

all majestic passion growing

My Angela Gheorghiu’s lips of fall

battle of our flames

fires in rage of desires

touch of true adoration

to Angela of my creation

My Angela Gheorghiu Under Autumn’s Moon

A poem inspired by the golden light of the moon and Angela Gheorghiu.

Stunning silhouette of Angela Gheorghiu

statuesque in caressing yellow moon

struck by adoring beam of delicate light

shinning upon pure femininity

ever sensual in vision’s of night

oh, graceful delight of deity

Oh, my Angela Gheorghiu

bright mane cascading in darkness

falling on thine breasts divine

capturing glow of golden moon

passion enflamed in dreams mine

luminosity to rose of sweet tenderness

Angela Gheorghiu, Voice Of Season Of Fall 

A poem inspired by Angela Gheorghiu’s lovely voice and its connection to the beauty of the fall.

My Angela Gheorhgiu’s

voice of autumn’s winds

breeze of fresh beauty

melody of passion in season’s clarity

emotions from thee, oh diva

traveling as cool sensations

of tender sentiments

casting delight upon

russet and golden leaves

My Angela Gheorhgiu’s

voice of autumn’s winds

harmonies of season’s foliage and trees

turning as to shades of wonder

as lyrical desire resonates

in splendorous music

My Angela Gheorhgiu’s

voice of autumn’s winds

nature of season perfumed

by delicacy of soprano

in scent of breath delightful

My Angela Gheorghiu’s

voice of autumn’s winds

melodies of ye float about

as charm of opera performance

decorate season in laments

of dramatic art to culminate

with conclusion tragic

as Traviata falls  

Gazing In To Angela Gheorghiu’s Eyes In The Fires Of Fall

Some phrases inspired by looking upon Angela Gheorghiu’s photograph.

It is in this season of fall that I gaze upon my Gheorghiu’s photo and imagine that I with care might stroke her hand if permission be offered upon me that I with warmth should hold this delicate part of her beauty. To be so close to my Gheorghiu as to gaze in to her eyes with messages of emotion as to allow her to see my admiration for sheer splendor as fire place keeps us in her blaze. It being my Gheorghiu’s smile to bring brilliance as I with devotion in my eyes capture hers that she might share my passions as embers burn to our harmony.

My Gheorghiu, how my imagination creates visions in a chamber ruled by crimson flames in height of ardor to celebrate the loveliness of freedom shared by our desires. It being with sweetness that I gaze on lips so delightful on lady of elegance as I see in thee and await that they be lent upon my own with grace of thee. Blissful act of clashing in a kiss of passion to create sensations beyond words as bodies experience and express hidden lusts.

A poem inspired by Angela Gheorghiu’s bath in waters of delight.

My Angela Gheorghiu in the porcelain bath of fall

be exquisite vision of pearly bliss

as delightful shape of lady

in waters ever pristine be caressed

soothing warmth of nature upon splendor

of thine flesh as foam with gentle valor

embrace treasures of thine femininity

My Angela Gheorghiu in the porcelain bath of fall

goddess of black mane

glee in eyes of princess  

does ye cleans silken ivory

of tender mounds ever grand sight

of crimson peaks charm upon bosom

as salts of fragrance enhance 

My Angela Gheorghiu in the porcelain bath of fall

delicate strokes of gentle waves

mysterious in majestic ways  

upon flower of ye divinity

dark rose of ye caring

sweat gem of sensuality

savor does princess sexuality 

Glare Of Starry Night Upon My Angela Gheorghiu

A poem inspired by Angela Gheorghiu’s nude body in the light of stars.

Angela Gheorghiu in light of stars

bright glare of blue night

gazes upon our chamber’s darkness

capturing delicacy’s sensual desires

figure of femininity’s silhouette

Angela Gheorghiu in light of stars

passion’s shade of  radiance

all in view of sensual delight

pale sensuality captures light to glow

angelic vision of thee  

Angela Gheorghiu, Flown Upon The Princess’s River (A Halloween Poem)

An poem portraying my beloved Angela Gheorghiu as the noble lady to dive from great height to the river remembered in her honor as that of the princess in her native Romania. It being this princess whose adored husband was none other than “Vlad III, Prince of Wallachia” who was  also known by this patronymic Dracula (son of the Dragon (Vlad II) Dracul) . It being in the time of Halloween that I pass on such thoughts on to my Angela Gheorghiu.

Walachia’s mysterious dark princess

damsel of night’s sinful desires

beloved in lust of Dracula’s blood

lady of castle majestic in

Transylvania’s grandness 

Regal lady of the Carpathians

from cliff in sky above clouds

ye descend in rage of despair

flight of demonic terror

in passions of sorrow

nobility’s escape on to

heaven’s kingdom

Mistress of Romania

upon river’s hallowed name

does ye float on to eternity

frigid crystal waters caress

images fade as world passes

death’s spirit ye embraces  

Angela Gheorghiu, Mistress Of The Dark (A Halloween Poem)

An poem portraying my beloved Angela Gheorghiu as mistress of the dark in this season of witches and evil spirits to give rise to fears and small hairs on one’s neck. Angela Gheorghiu being described in all the beautiful horror of a lady vampire.

My vampire Angela Gheorghiu

devilish beauty of night creature

mystery of sensual fright

black tresses decorate

Romanian countess of horror

My vampire Angela Gheorghiu

ruby lips of blood

upon pale skin of death

emerald eyes with stare

of ice stole my passionate soul

My vampire Angela Gheorghiu

figure of evil seductress

demonic angelic temptress

lovely as Satan’s mistress

cloaked in silks of darkness

My vampire Angela Gheorghiu

harlot of painful sexuality

ye wings descend upon pray of carnality

as we ascend in ecstasy

to inferno’s flames

cherishing terror’s fantasy

Angela Gheorghiu, My Samhain Witch (A Halloween Poem)

An poem portraying my beloved Angela Gheorghiu as a witch in this season of Halloween.

Misty night of ghostly fright

it being day of Samhain

does my Angela take flight

in ride of terror in starry sky

 

My Angela Gheorghiu as sorceress

casting spells upon desires

as angelic voice arises in harmony

of sensual dread to fantasy

of the wolf’s haul

My Angela Gheorghiu be enchantress

in hours of twilight as witchcraft

of sexuality haunts my spirit

in Carpathian charm

My Silly Angela Gheorghiu

An poem regarding the at times silly gestures of coquette joy my Angela Gheorghiu performs on stage which make her ever more adorable in my eyes. It being in the way she looks at not only other singers but the audience in mock anger or perhaps playful sensuality which only serves to dramatically increase her beauty and feminine charm. This while her body performs coy moves which further bring out the tender lady inside.

My silly Angela Gheorghiu

gracious and clever with eyes a sparkle

my ever audacious soprano

take on la Traviata as Violeta

dearer on to my sentiments

in ways of joyous coquetry

My silly Angela Gheorghiu

with comic smile of warm tender Mimi

she delight in gentle charm of festive lady

in ways of simplicity

My silly Angela Gheorghiu

in playful slim sexuality ever youthful

she be bubbly and lively as she twirl

in operatic swirl as enchanted spirit

be about in dance of sensual delight  

My silly Angela Gheorghiu

with devilish grin of pearly whites

she shines in the night’s sky

as romance becomes her delicate beauty

in girlish fooling of adoration ever mine to bestow

My silly Angela Gheorghiu

merry harmony of mirth

guide her womanly attentions

as she glide in affections of our symphony 

 

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Gianni Truvianni has -81 articles online and 20 fans

My name is Gianni Truvianni, author of many an article to be found on the internet along with the book “New York’s Opera Society”. My works also include the books “What Should Not Matter”, “Love Your Sister” and several others which still remain unpublished though I am presently looking to change this.  

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This article was published on 2011/11/08