My Scarlet Woman

Amongst the oaks and the maples and shrubbery so green Runs a translucent flow, a stream so pristine It's meandering contours hugging the land Takes me back to the day, we met unplanned The sky was pale blue on this hot summers day Cotton wool clouds in mesmerising display It's as if you could reach out and brush with your hand This candy floss coating ceiling our land Many meadows I walked through capturing the sounds Listening to her marvels in cinema surround Technicolour rainbows so radiant to the eye Such beauty in nature, understandably why I reach the turn-style that leads to the forest walk Listening to the breeze through the trees as if they talk These pillars of stature, as old as grandfathers years Many stories they could tell, that would bring you to many tears As I stroll through the leafy lanes, mapped out over many years Trampled underfoot by it's inhabitants, badgers and beautiful red deer I now reach the stream as I follow it's meandering flow To a pool at it's end where past maidens bathed in glow My ears now pick up sounds of singing and a splashing Resonating from the pool, a glimpse of pink now flashing A lady stands before me, bathing in the stream Scarlet clothing in sporadic lay, am I in some kind of dream I call out to this beauty as she turns and looks at me Towards the bank she walks, and invites me in with she Knee deep in crystal waters our bodies close in touch My clothing now drifts away, the two of us in clutch Into our eyes we both now look as blood flows through my veins Her touch is soft and gentle, my hands now stroke her mane Deeper we edge out as she floats and hugs my waist The two of us in join in this beautiful serene quiet place Our emotion creates commotion as our undulations reach the shore Ripples of joy they are as underwater hands explore The coldness incites a reaction, in pert and firm caress In delightful blend we release, two souls in loving press Kissing we reach the bank, on her summer dress we lie Sighing in breathless spoon, we stare at the green canopy sky Many, many hours have passed, lying naked below the peeking sun This is the day I met my scarlet woman, the day our lives began http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-11.php