Innocence

A weeping willow gently sways amidst
A baby robin taking its very first breath.

They were young, in love
And knew no other
This was their moment, to be cherished forever.

Her body so beautiful, so delicate to touch
His masculinity soared over the sky above.

Entwined as ivy, united as one
They soaked in the passion of the blazing hot sun.

A girl's silhouette shyly covers her hand
As a starried eye boy becomes a man.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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Inman Avatar
August 18, 2024 at 9:46 PM
Lynn, your are a great poet, never doubt that.
Callus Avatar
August 27, 2017 at 9:07 AM
Going through your poems again, Lynne. This is one of your best; it's a pleasure to be reading it again. I stick to my original comments, while adding this gem to my favs:) Warm regards // paul
Ricci Avatar
April 18, 2017 at 8:02 PM
Good Evening Lynn. How lovely is this. Very. How fitting and perfect is the title. Very. Oh the sweetness and tenderness of it all. I very much enjoyed this. I so adore entries of love of any kind. This is marvelous and the ending brings it home. Have a wonderful night. Well done entirely.
Dietrich Avatar
March 19, 2017 at 10:38 AM
wowow, I LOVE this. this one gets a FAVE
Callus Avatar
February 20, 2017 at 3:21 PM
I love how you tackled this subject, Lynn. You describe this unforgettable moment with delicate yet strong images. Beautiful! Warm regards // paul
Inman Avatar
August 30, 2016 at 11:58 AM
Oh my Lynn! His first time. Sweet and mildly sensual, very nice.
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