by Mystic Rayne
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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Wrapped in gossamer,
hearts beat wildly
in unmeasurable serenity.
Fragrances tickle senses,
as lavender permeates nostrils,
sending an electricity of calmness,
through out spines.
Red wine bouquets pallets,
as the wind caresses tendrils,
whispering secrets of romances
Natures brush touches tapestries,
painting backdrops, pleasuring eyes,
as hands gently touch
plush green carpets.
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|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Oh my,beautiful writing sweet lady...have a wonderful and safe day OK...Hugssss|
|Reviewed by Sheila Roy
|This is a very soft poem. I like how you awaken the senses here. Hugs,
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|You kinship with nature is most evident in your verses, Mystic Rayne. Thank you for sharing your gifts. Love and peace to you,