Jezebel Rose.....I love you.
A Poem by MARK JOHN JUNOR
we went walking in the birdsong breezes hand in hand in the spring grass 'neath the juniper tree and her heart sung me a lullaby so sweet her heart laid her empathy's hand to cool my worried brow as she walked up the beach in the strange empire just north of miami carrying a conch barefoot wearing a quilted hippy skirt and filled the world around her with joys its the truth of her it shows in everything she dose we went walking in evenings tide as sea and sand swirled neath our bare feet as the golden taste of setting sun nourished our souls she gave me loves tender and true thrice she tapped at souls gate with her giggling charms thrice she gently laid spring doves to sing me awake thrice clad in her hippy quilted dress she loved and saved poor mortal me and so we went walking in the evening tide to cool our bodies and set fires in our souls her voice in my minds eye as she read my poetry aloud in a parking garage at three am because the echoes added to the magic but the only magic i see is her we went walking in the fresh spring morning in a deep rich forest to marvel at king johns kingdom and when we found him as any gentle soul would she fed him and wiped away his tears its the truth of her in everything she dose theres no cruelty's cage like denvers hippies theres only love we went walking and made our way home her college girl glasses on my nightstand with her french romance novella and a pack of english cigarettes she sleeps sweetly in my arms while spring stirs the sunsoaked curtains filling the air with birdsong and flowers Jezebel Rose i love you
© 2014 MARK JOHN JUNOR
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MARK JOHN JUNORmiramar, FL
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