Dancing With Flowers
As I danced with flowers on that morn fair
And stepped on green moss, floating on air
You watched from under the pine green
Fire in your eyes, the air serene
Face flushed, arms extended wide
In and out with blooms on both side
Flirtiest breeze caressing the untamed hair
Enchanting aroma of wildflowers on the air
I paused as you came near
Shining eyes a hint of fear
A yellow bloom you stuck to my breast
The tingle in my toes reached my chest
Whimsical, wonderful our dance entwined
Rhythm unseen, hands tightly twined
Shimmering flowers with dew or sweat
As raindrops fall, we are wet
1/07/13
Copyright © Tahera Mannan | Year Posted 2013
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