My raven hair
beauty sitting in the valley of wildflowers. Her river blue eyes are
swimming in the beauty of warm and perfect Spring days.
I sat at
her feet and I told her. I was the fortunate one. I have the weeping
willows near and the wildflowers abound. I’m confined in the beauty of
nature and your beautiful eyes.
She laughed at my words and
brought me near. She whispered. “Write me a poem of bittersweet dance
and tasty night falls where we know nuptial bliss and unrestrained
kisses”.
My wildflower
You turn me inside out and
make me bleed. You show me I’m alive and taught me desperate need. I’m
adrift in your smile and dream of your skin against my skin in the
valley of the long night. Once reluctant kisses are sweet touches making
me need you in the day and in the night. I love you in the clasp of
nature and you are a wildflower in the valley of sweet dreams and hope."
She
smiled and she embraced me. She whispered to my yearning ear. “You are
my madness and need in this wild world. I’m the fortunate one. You
taught me to ascend to perfect and safe place. I love you dear Poet.”
Hi John, you set the scene so beautifully. I do Love the wildflowers, lying among them with my love. Let the scene then be taken by Love's dream as in the night bodies join in soft passion and desire. You have a big heart my friend and here you let it speak eloquently. You let the Love flow eloquently and gently as Love should be. May your heart ever sing. May your pen ever run gold. I enjoyed the read very much my Friend. Your Friend....Vladislav.
Hi John, you set the scene so beautifully. I do Love the wildflowers, lying among them with my love. Let the scene then be taken by Love's dream as in the night bodies join in soft passion and desire. You have a big heart my friend and here you let it speak eloquently. You let the Love flow eloquently and gently as Love should be. May your heart ever sing. May your pen ever run gold. I enjoyed the read very much my Friend. Your Friend....Vladislav.
She smiled and she embraced me. She whispered to my yearning ear. “You are my madness and need in this wild world. I’m the fortunate one. You taught me to ascend to perfect and safe place. I love you dear Poet.”
A beautiful love story, John. When a person trusts another to be a little crazy and wild with him/her, it is wonderful. When she makes you feel alive, well, that is all that matters at the moment. Honest love in your words, John. Beautiful! Lydi*
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Thank you Lydia for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.
There is always such a passionate depth in your words... flowing so fierce and wild from your heart... What a glimpse of the wild love that springs from a garden of sensual delight... this field of dreams...
Love found a way to bring two souls together who teach each other something valuable, who complement each other in their edges, who seem to fit together when they embrace.
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8 Years Ago
Free places and wild flowers. Best place to dance on the edge. Thank you Nadia for the comment.
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