She smelt winsome
wearing his fragrance;
a country girl dressed in
pollution
and plush red lipstick.
She wanted to be near
the fall of nature’s sonnets;
beneath an auburn branch,
but the closest poetry
she could relish
was his kiss
under the arid lights
of a winter street.
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vivid imagery. neat read.
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Bravo!
I'm enjoying the imagery here you share so well, love the inspirational pic, and the words that flow from your sweet soul.
Keep on penning on, you 
-Timothy aka poeticweaver~
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FANTASTIC!
I love this piece. The romance, the passion the imagery all work to make this a beautiful piece. The last stanza just melted me (and that's not such an easy thing to do!). I was affected by this.
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There is a lot to find appealing in this fine poem my friend. The imagery is great and your word choices are excellent. Bravo!
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So far I like it, but I feel that there is still more to be added to it. I like the flow and the imagery it gives me such a romantic feel...
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Ok. I would have no idea where to take it from there though. It feels complete to me...I said all I wanted to be said, so I'd have to take ideas from yourself regarding where to add to it.
Thanks
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