The Affair

A satin sun breeze softly murmurs, passing a kiss over my breast as though a sumptuous gold cloth beckons me forth,
dressed for a palace to rest how pleasing for a queen

Shadows dance to a beautiful serenade  laughing 
at the edge of my eyes, where once I could see you,
now tiny suns are reflected in tears dressing my cheeks

Wishes, once great outside inside where I held you dear,
all swarm like bees to passion fruit blooms hung in a gardens
gallery blushing purple hand painted by suns love

Emerald leaves rustle, teasing globules of blood oranges,
fading out to dusky pinks readying to pour juice forth, and
frilly cream Hibiscus flowers have exploded like go-go dancers 
 being naughty

Mosaic sun peeled words you built around the wishing fountain,
by the steps of poems in my leadlight stained temple dreams,
Pomegranates seeds we ate in life’s bloody toil are now trees in the sand

The Guava fruits have fallen a pungent perfume fills the air, a reminder  discarded, tilling reflections once of a King on the Nile in my royal Egyptian garden of dreams.


©ASPAR (A Sol Poet by Arnay Rumens) 04/2019

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

You again weave romance and legend and history into an elegant and eloquent, descriptive verse. You have a gift for detail and painting pictures filled with nature and emotion. Those pesky question marks are there again in the text!

[ASPAR (A Sol Poet Arnay Rumens)]

Hello John
Many thanks for taking the time to comment on my work, apologies it appears that WC doesn't like the ALT196 command for a dash, I think this has been remedied. Once again thank you for your encouraging message I am most pleased you liked this.