While I wander leaf strewn paths,
which stretch eternally.
a whispering dove’s, quiet laugh,
comes to beckon me
Sound of brook and sigh of breeze,
toss my hair, caress my cheek
They're kisses I care not to share,
save, with the lover I do seek.
Surely, when that lover comes,
we’ll leave this dreary world behind,
it is no chore, escaping from,
the bindings on my burdened mind.
To slip into the shadows, here,
and taste the wine of love so deep,
no vintage could fare better,
till passions cause my mind to leap.
Then leave me spent on a leafy mat,
where crushed herbs would give tales away,
when others wandering eyes recant,
the scene of gentle lovers play.
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Stunning Poem
Your words are so beautiful and such a delight to read. Your poems always touch my heart in some way. They are always so heartfelt. Bless you.
Hugs and Smiles,
Sandy
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What a beautiful and image full quatrain. I love the rhyme and the flow. Bravo!
Love,
Amera♥
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Thank you Amera. I always love having you read my work.
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Oh Ed this is just beautiful. Such soft and yearning words penned in this. A very special poem indeed, with wonderful rhyme.
This really made me sigh.
Gaylene
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Thanks Gay. It's always nice to read your comments. I'm glad you liked this one.
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