I strung some colored beads on one long string,
Glass beads of purple, mauve and verdant green,
And hung them on the throat of my wan queen,
While she blushed deeply, for I am the king!
I made her giggle with my whispering,
My gangling consort of just seventeen
With anklets of a polished fine baleen,
As overhead the leaves were murmuring.
Tall reeds well hid us from the school house there,
Where our lunch break proceeded on apace
And I was giddy from the perfumed air,
She lulled me there with kisses to the face,
I was so happy that I nearly sang,
Yet nearly died when that loud school bell rang.
Please tell me what you think
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i love the story that unfolds, and the rhyming.... so eloquently written..! bravo on yet another amazing pen....
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What a delight! How this made me smile! I did not expect the sestet, and the shift in perspective and time! It makes me think back and value those years in a highly different manner! "She lulled me there with kisses to the face" . Oh how beautiful! You've brought out the eternal, the medieval romance, in today's love and life. How beautifully you phrase things! "And I was giddy from the perfumed air". Oh how beautiful!
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Oh I can see this all unfold lol oh it is young innocent and lovely.
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Ah me! So wonderous! To be in love!
This is delicious! I love the contrast...yet they are the same.
Dari xxx
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this is just beautiful! and i espically love what you did with the ending..
Keep it up!
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This is really world class poetry my friend. You had me totally captivated with the love scene that appeared to me medieval in origin; then you brought my mind to the present at the volta yet still left the passion of two young people in love. Fantastic!
Love,
Amera♥
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lol I step away for a minute...
Here you are writing romantic sonnets!
A really captivating write that made me smile really well and light up the whole public library here in Utah. Ah, our school day memories... FUN to read and imagine, good poet Sir. 
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