Pleasant Sway
Pleasance gardens, sounds rather
marvellous. Pink showering blossom
trees with suckling honey bees.
A vastness of beautiful flowering shrubs.
I'm sure I just glimpsed a sweet cherub
up above, with a bow of desire firing
arrows of love.
It all makes perfect sense, in the
middle of a perfect day. This truly is
a wondrous place. Put aside your hesitation
and haste, stay for a while longer and enjoy
the pleasant sway.
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