The Romantic Grapes

The Fragrance from your flute Wafting in the air The powder of morning in your hair And the Robins in their throat In your smile clouds float Red and pink layer Golden alphabets stare The river flows on Sprinkled sun melts in water Inflammation grows in laughter Rush roar race reel recur Empty boats wait for life Stories seek a soft chapter Your shadows grow longer Polka dots on your blue shades Tiny airy footfalls on grass blades Pleasure returns in white sails Boats are astir in water Ripples and jingles join them In the spread of the blue jays’ wing A blue and white game Sinking sun sprinkles softened sparkles Dream like little orange splashes Infinity sits in your eyelashes Gradually unfolds the time of musk You are the scented dusk A full moon black and gold The dark lagoon beckons A tornado unbuttoned In the lightening and thunder Ripping asunder The romantic grapes Life yells and then melts In valentine chocolates Somewhere along the sparkling dagger Picked from the thunder The universe blurs Until the eyelids are heavy From the honey night Of tipsy minds Descending into the cleansing dark Of valentine For another daylight For another delight For another beginning In the yellow and blue swing Posted on February 12, 2018 for the contest: Romantic Poem Sponsored by Silent One. Note : This is a non contest poem of mine titled The Beautiful Corridor published hereon 15/02/17. I have edited it a little in the process of submitting it for the present contest, especially the last stanza. ______________________________________