The Lark sang sweetly of love, from the branch of a tree,
He entreated singing," Come follow me, follow me",
Misty aqua eyes beheld his beauty and eager ears strained to hear his song,
I wanted to believe in love, so I gladly followed along.
He led me down primrose lined lanes,
Luring me onward with his melodious refrains.
I was enchanted by his love spell,
I wanted true love, more than tongue can tell.
He was leading me far away from my home,
I was in pursuit of finding a love to call my own.
He led me to a meadow, where beautiful wildflowers grew,
He showed me the elusive butterfly of love, to pursue.
The butterfly fluttered around me and I held out my hand,
But sadly, the elusive butterfly never would land.
Being under such a spell and to see the beauty that lies within. Your butterfly represents a free spirit and a free spirit it shall remain. Lovely images presented in this...
SC,
you offer us a delicate romantic moment on the surface and beneath the all too human feelings of longing and frustration. This is beautifully rendered.
John
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Reviewed on October 12, 2008
Georg is hilarious!
Southern, you will find that love and this writing is of love. Patience my friend.
CarolHawks
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Sandy
this A beautiful and enchanting write
Great imagery thanks for sharing this lovely jewel
Love & peace be with you
William
Be always safe,
Karen
you offer us a delicate romantic moment on the surface and beneath the all too human feelings of longing and frustration. This is beautifully rendered.
John
Southern, you will find that love and this writing is of love. Patience my friend.
CarolHawks
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Fee
Sandie Angel :o)
Georg