Blissful
Blissful
Sweet songs of roses and
The silence of blossoms,
Petals which loosely
Slip out of my hands.
Their fragrance so delightful
Gently floating on a breeze,
Flower-garlands are by nature
Awesome woven just to please.
Scenting limes and blooming roses
Present us thoughts of sweet romance,
Precious moments of early Summer -
Reflected dreams of holding hands.
posted by nanaursula @ 9:28 AM
1 Comments:
At 2:49 PM,
Roland R. Ruiz said…
Blissful is the thought that went into this read, so gentle in the meaning of love, which radiants deep from your heart. And shines throughout your poem. Thank you Ursula, for shaing your view on life......Roland...
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