Angelic Aroma
In a tranquil trance,
admiring elegant swans,
flowing along stately streams,
I rested my wearied head,
upon her soothing bosoms.
Her subtle fingers pacified
melancholic tones within the
chambers of my misplaced mind.
Warmth of her ethereal embrace
together with the early Spring sun,
dissolved the protective glacier,
shielding my dormant somber soul.
Under serene sapphire skies,
her eyes like unique emeralds - sparkled,
charming each beat of my heart to murmur.
As we reminisced about childhood memories,
an isolated tear escaped from my eye,
innocently immersing her silken skin.
Captivated by her angelic aroma,
I pondered if she was an angel,
cradling me within a citadel in heaven.
As twilight ignited merigold radiance
through silver violet clouds,
her succulent lips whispered
sweet musings as they caressed mine.
The taste from her last sensual kiss,
still lingered as she ascended to the heavens,
as I pleaded;
"Take me with you."
To which she replied;
"It's not your time."
Simple Musing
Silent One
22 March 2018
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