Love the Way You Like

When the seraphic spring departed it left for me a posy of purple rose as dainty as the dew of dawn. I placed it in the alluring vase of my craving heart, soaked it with love, it won’t wilt in summer heat. In midsummer amorous mystique night I’d take you through the moondust mist to the dulcet sea shore, tuning my pulsating heart with its sapphire rhythm, on your pearly arms I’d place the bouquet and me. With the enticing melody of whistling zephyr’s flute, and with the mesmeric music of the rolling waves, I’d compose the lyric of my love to resonate for you, my yearning would shimmer as dreams in your eyes. As I’d reach the crescendo of my summer swan song, nothing more I could take from you, for you’d be mine. Even when we reach the edge of the dissolving twilight, our path won’t part, you’d love me the way you like. ___________ August 25, 2022 For A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Contest