Sorry I'm in a hyper mood and writing too much today;-)
~**~
The room around us filled with Amaryllis the beauty of a flower holding forth in power name of a shepherdess in Virgil's ecologues you tell me I'm a goddess in our loving dialogues bella donna, you call me italian for beautiful lady you whisper words in red like the flowers of our bed my face becomes as blush we both enjoy the rush I look deep into your eyes as I feel you start to rise we are wrapped in a cocoon of natures heavenly tunes our lips become lubricate as you begin to penetrate the earth alive with motion as we share our devotion the belladonna lily scent relaxes us now we're content love embraces every hour in the garden where we flower ~
Woooo!! And the Amaryllis says it all with such potency, don't it just??... Any male would be envious of its bulb and shoot, for a start! :)) Tootie fruity, Eileen... no wonder you is "hyper"!! Great stuff, LOL K xx
You are like me in a lot of ways: whenever our muse strikes, we create. We sometimes go overboard, creating several poems (or in my case, stories) in a day. oh, well--it shows that our minds are active, and we both enjoy writing! very nice poem; very well done! brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
This is a stupendous and passionate poem that rightly earns you the nickname of Tiger Lily Eileen !
No one does it quite as good as you...
I love the amaryllis plant and its spectacular flower, we can learn a lot from Mother Nature, the ability to be flexible and adaptible in life is a prime one !
Great horticultural picture
Peter
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of natures heavenly tunes
When one pens words like this, one should never worry about 'writing too much!'
This is beautiful! Especially:
'...the earth alive with motion
as we share our devotion...'
Love, Suzie :-)
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Bobbi
PS: My grandfather used to call me Bella Bambina when I was little.
You are like me in a lot of ways: whenever our muse strikes, we create. We sometimes go overboard, creating several poems (or in my case, stories) in a day. oh, well--it shows that our minds are active, and we both enjoy writing! very nice poem; very well done! brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
No one does it quite as good as you...
I love the amaryllis plant and its spectacular flower, we can learn a lot from Mother Nature, the ability to be flexible and adaptible in life is a prime one !
Great horticultural picture
Peter
Never apologize for writing too much. You're active; creative; and your words, totally mesmerizing. :) BRAVA! Excellent write and beautiful pic.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.