A Faraway Love

  A Faraway Love               

What thinks you, that I am greatly in love?                              

Is it the way that I share such good joy?                                       

I feel my heart flutter like a white dove,                                                   

As I pass among you, my lovely toy.                                             

You are acute; one cannot deny it,                                              

Your voice is light, like a snowflake falling.         

Yet I seem to not keep my voice quiet,        

A demeanor which I find appalling.                

Your eyes are green, like a summer’s meadow;                                     

I laugh and frolic in its very depths.                                             

The skies be blue and the mountains mellow,                        

The wind, it doth kisses my dancing steps.                        

Hear, I wish greatly for your gentle touch,                        

A trait of yours I miss quite very much.

Author's Note

Please ignore the paragraph format; although I do concur with my thoughts: it is quite appealing, at least in my own opinion.

Reviews

[Robyn]

ahh i agree with R.S. Wilder!
lovely to read!
great work with this!

[R.S. Wilder]

This puts me in mind of light flirting and mild foreplay. A decadent read.