When roses kiss...
and..
lilies..*sigh*..
and hard in thought...
was i.....
........
both red and white..
and
pure of heart...
and flowers..
paint...
the sky..
...
their beauty....
fair..
and wide..
and full of love..
and knew..
it not...
love's hurt..
...
and fire...
that kiss..
bridled hot..
inside..
that path..
....
both made..
and had to...
shake..
when reason...
left..
their head..
....
she would never...
do..nor..
cast her off....
and lost her heart...
and light the soul...
......
when...lily...
fainted noon
upon that shore..
......
and how....
one little bud...
a rose..
has grown...
from lilies pot..
....
and songs...
we hear so sweet...
and both...
love doves their...
wings...
....
while...
that forest path..
we walked upon..
is filled....
with only grass.
Man, this is grand on so many levels. I love poets who can see or sense themselves in the way of nature and then to be able to, as you have here, make it flow like a trickling stream though a garden of words, it's amazing. Congratulations! 10
wow..............................................................................
This poem reminds me of Emily D; she who rode the horses whose heads were turned toward Eternity..wonderful stuff.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is a good poem I like it (: