Under Loves Guidance

This was a poem written for Magpie Tales based upon the photo attached.

He lifts her upon the piano,

shoes neatly placed,

eyes closed,

hands about her waist;

dance upon the keys and play your tune.

 

He guides her to the flower beds,

shoes neatly placed,

eyes closed,

hands about her waist;

dance around the soil and see your flowers bloom.

 

He sits her down, feet first, upon a writing desk,

shoes neatly placed,

eyes closed,

hands about her waist;

dance in the ink and and write your sonnet. 

 

He leads her to a pebbled river path,

shoes neatly placed,

eyes closed,

hands around her waist;

dance along their backs and find your way.

 

He takes her to a branch of the oak tree,

shoes neatly placed,

eyes closed,

hands around her waist;

dance among the leaves each season and watch as they grow. 

 

LPurse 

Feb 4th 2014

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Sometimes is good to visit old accounts cause there is always good poetry. At nowadays it's very hard combine here. Your poetry is sublime and precise like gentle wind in curly hair. It's real symphony for eyes. I can feel affection of lovers their passion through your words. I wonder how your poetry looks now. It's pity you don't get any review when you published this masterpiece.