Spiritually in tune but he does
not know himself handsome
though he be so doe like with
purity in the sun filtered music
of the trickling stream where
the naivete in beauty reminds
me of his soul for whom I sing
with the trees for the love of my
life whom I will always adore
I may be wrong but I thought women liked bad boys, not naive ones; just goes to show. This little paean to a lover has its own unique music, it flows and it has soul.
Such a wonderful, meaningful poem, Vivian. You show no limits to your creativity and stunning wonder of the world and all that inhabit it. You almost always make me smile. I'm smiling now.
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Blessings for the New Year and always xo
Christine
budd
Words of love touched your soul
through him...
Love and Light
Lily