Saturday, January 12, 2013

The Bud Of Love.


The Bud Of Love.



Called by natures way,
To show the love within,
And reveal a glory,
Only she knows, he blows.

Brought to bear again,
The feelings without refrain,
A heart pounded strong,
One day more, through heavens door.

Chastise not a being,
Knowing just how to love,
With fragrant scented blooms,
Her heart askance, their bodies dance.

Further they will run,
A silence, a kiss to tell,
They pass the point,
Of surrender, one night to remember.....