SONNET ON THE WALL

She sits quite stylishly on the wall;Streamlined figure, well-manicured fingers;Her stature is neither short nor tall;Her mild perfume on my nostrils lingers. Her voice is mellifluous to my ears;Her garments are simple yet elegant.On her neck is a resplendent chain she wearsWith a crown etched on the pendant. I draw close and she leaps on me grandly:A grip on my intellect