Charmaine Chircop Poet Free verse

Street Flower

When the orange edge of the sun rises 
above silver tint hues of an endless horizon
I sway with silent elegance in the meadow of your heart
You 'd pick up all scattered petals from dusty pages of the past.
And there you find my concealed love...
It is then when you recall  untainted colours of the promise
forgotten truths and everlasting us.
It is there where you blow softly your Spring breezes
in gardens of fragrant nights
So that in a tomorrow,this unpretentious margarita
would waft its aromatic scent  
once more in those amorous deep-set eyes.
Slowly It falls untamed,innocent,and pure, like a child's dream
in the tight-pull of your never-leaving arms.

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Darren White March 30, 2017 at 11:23 AM Beautiful Charma <3

Emile Pinet March 30, 2017 at 10:50 AM This poetic trip though your heart is masterfully told. Your emotions and youthful energy wrap themselves around your words and we are left wanting more. Emile. #7

Tobey Hill March 30, 2017 at 8:41 AM This is one of my favorites that you have penned. Well done...TAH

James Inman March 30, 2017 at 7:35 AM Beautiful descriptive write Charmaine.

Laura Leiser March 29, 2017 at 9:40 PM This is gorgeous, Charmaine! Such beauty in your romantic lines! Wonderful :)

Anne-Marie Coreggia March 29, 2017 at 8:21 PM Charmaine, your words waft into a soft musical romantic garland whose magic we don't want to end.:) Amitiés

Lynn Marie March 29, 2017 at 4:39 PM A poem that dreams are made of. So innocent and lovely, your gentle words a cocoon of blissful serenity. The line "I sway with silent elegance...." is breathtaking. The most beautiful poem I have read today. Exceptional writing, an absolute joy to read. a fave, 7+ blessings xx

Carolyn Devonshire March 29, 2017 at 3:54 PM Wow! How beautifully romantic, Charma. You created quite a vision of the Street Flower, as you describe the "Unpretentious margarita.....untamed, innocent and pure. The vision of sunrise at the starts sets the perfect scene. A very lovely poem! Hugs, Carolyn (Hope you are doing well)

Chris Green March 29, 2017 at 12:41 PM Nope, you definitely didn't copy me, this poem far surpasses what I posted. This is incredibly beautiful, fragrant, warming, soothing and filled with love and desire. This poem has enchanted me and I float above the blooms smiling as I gaze downward.

Tim Smith March 29, 2017 at 12:29 PM Very beautiful and comforting Charma...I like your use of s's and e's in the beginning to set the tone and the aromatic scent carrys it home along with the innocence...love it