Her Wonderland
Early rain falls gently
like his fingers running softly
through her tousled hair
The wind breathes lightly
like his lips treading velvets
on her cheek,along her neck
and across her peach-creamed skin so fair
She dances,she sings
by the cabin down the valley
She feeds little birds
and keeps on humming merrily
Pansies sway in silence
as she walks down the lane
She strolls over the bridge
then cross it back again
She watches the Tuscan sun
set down beyond the prarie
She lays in verdant fields
and dreams of the lost fairy
With noisette eyes so full of love
She follows fluttering wings
of tiny fire-flies
which glisten in night sky
like little lantern lights
Through fragrant vine-yards She runs
and tastes blushed-scents of wine
She journeys through distance
through moments,n memory of time
She holds on to a star
to the edge of glowing moons
She reaches the oasis
beyond the desert dunes
She reaches to the dark woods
to the still sound of his cry
She let hm see her magic
where freedom's kite soar high
She enters in the universe
of his thoughts soft 'tender part
to the cascading passion
in the alley of his heart
Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2015
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