Take me there…
Take me where spring waters run,
that roll off my shoulders bare,
where nude tulips break ground,
blossoms bathe in morning dew
Hear whispers of baby’s breath,
telling in the breeze that dances,
belly sways as secrets are told,
sun blushes a red rose for me
Bluebells ring, as clouds take cover,
to warm my cool body naked,
sacred is the sweetest of nectar,
pollinating…where spring waters run
Regis
John Michael
Axilea
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Peace, love and light,
Amber
Joy L. Hale
with the sweetest nectar
~Christine~
With your eloquence...
thank you for taking us there
Lady Vivian
Blessings, xx
Christine
Amor
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
Hugs,
Anna
This is first order writing rich
in every way - concept, image, word choice.
This i save.
Yes!
John
Love and Peace
Tony
Newfie Hugs, Rose
George
hugs
fee