Memories of Sweet Peaches
Chuckled, the muse of delight
A Peach orchard had wandering paths
Lost in the myriad of thoughts on love
The Moon so full, on that eve
Led to where a few longings be
Whilst Jasmine captured memories
Tumbling at night, under those trees
Tangled auburn hair and yours’ black
Groped together, there under stars
The horned owl watched, questioning looks
Embracing, as one, along time ago
The aroma of peaches tossed to and fro
Walked lingering, my bare feet met strath
The Jasmine whispered, would we come back?
I don’t know, I replied, and "that is that"
The Peach branches blew so soft
The Moon lit the meandering path
I wondered then, what life might bring
Would I ever find this way again
Saying goodbye to the orchard at eighteen
Have not traveled that path since then
But, aromatic memories, so fond
Still permeate the memories in my mind
Once in awhile I smile
Relishing my youthful passionate quests
©2016 Bonnie Jennings All Rights Reserved
© Bonnie Jennings 2016 All Rights Reserved. Thank you
Copyright © Bonnie Jennings | Year Posted 2016
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