If only I could bring back the days
when I was twenty-one,
and could choose
who I wanted to be with
until eternity,
I would definitely pick a poet.
A poet:
who could make brown leaves
into green,
who could bloom drought dried
flowers,
who could make haunted woods
a castle,
who could change my tears to
sweetwater,
who could dance words through
my face,
who could sail me in sloops of
smiles,
thru his pure loving poems;
but my rue is too futile--
these are wasteful wishes
can't be granted just reverie,
for it's more harder now
and hurtful to twist.
If only I could bring back the days...
Years ago, hot summer romance;
Young hearts never had a chance.
Quaint and backwoods southern town;
She never got her wedding gown.
Promised to love 'til endless time;
Sudden brief affair; rapt, sublime.
Picnic lunches, days at fair;
Lived without one single care.
Her parents did not approve.
Her independence she had to prove.
Secret meetings, dark whispers of love;
The future wasn't much thought of.
When her stomach began to swell,
He said he didn't know her very well.
Without a goodbye, left town in haste,
First love had bitter aftertaste.
Wherever she later chose to walk,
She was shadowed by the talk.
The whispers followed her forever.
She had a lovely child, however.
Desires fulfilled under amethyst skies
Soothing the sounds of our tempted hearts beating
Satin your skin glistens bright in the sun
Sweetwater lips made for endlessly kissing
Eyes now insist that our day is not done
Silhouettes form on a promise laced sunset
Apricot heavens in marmalade blush
Soft pastels sigh of our breathless intentions
Harmonies sung in a smooth whispered hush
Gently we lie beneath star sprinkled driftings
Passions explored as a new moon does rise
Pearl drop shimmers of love’s invitation
Desires fulfilled under amethyst skies
Warm midnight dreams rain of simplistic notions
Evening expands the horizons so far
Listen as winds whisper feathered emotions
Love will be waiting wherever we are
Good night Soupers
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