Romantic Rhapsody in Swishing Silk
Dark, sexy, ebony eyes that light up, sparkle and twinkle.
Tender lips, as tempting as red, sensuous, burgundy wine.
On your handsome face, not even one, creeping, aging wrinkle.
Wish I could grow all over you, like a fresh, climbing, Spring vine.
In star-dusted dreams, we ate, danced and so merrily mingled.
Till the morning’s light, found us, intertwined, in her golden sunshine!
5/2/2024
Dedicated to my Mother whose birtday is May 10th, of blessed nemory!
That is how she looked, on her wedding day!
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