
The intoxication of life
Arouse me
I wish to steal a Magnolia
From a branch
Ravish myself in its fragrance
While the birds chirp
Waiting for the Sun to set
Again I must run through the broom straw
In hurry
To greet my bow
He waits for my gift of the Magnolia
In hand
By the brook
Where there
Our hearts so sweet
Dream of kisses when we meet
He picks the broom straw from my hair
As I listen
The brooks murmur babbling continuously
As the water flow over the stones
I lie down beside him
Our young hearts
Waiting for the Moon
Full of giggles and laughter
Are we?
The butterflies consume our bellies
Ready to burst
Before he captures a kiss from my lips
Beneath the Moon
Awe young Love so sweet
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Be always safe,
Karen
Love,
Eileen
hugs
Fee