To the Depth of Love
Through the break of morn scents of new roses
Shall taunt tease; teardrops of lilies shimmer.
Butterflies about flitting, small birds sing
In the ardent autumn color branches
Inviting anxious fluttering light through.
Lovers lay for a while though day closes
Truss romantic breath of waft sweetness dream
As pleasing painted meadow proposes
Poetic passion beat; light grows dimmer.
Small birds sing, butterflies about flitting
Over sweet plant's nectar it composes
3/26/2021
Poetry Contest: Abracadabra March Magic
Sponsored by: William Kekaula
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2021
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