The Lily In the Field

Upon these fields on which you lay,
I hear your voice from far away.
A siren's song you sing to me
Has set my soul and spirit free.

My lily rests in weed-grown fields,
With pale petals for eyes to shield
The ugly in a world so cold
And take my heart for hers to hold.

Her scent adorns my clothes at night
When I hold her in sheer delight.
I long to put you on my shelf
And keep you only for myself.

My eyes, my heart, my soul, they long
To hear your voice, to hear your song.
Whisper to me, my sweet amor,
Those words I love, I most adore:

"My petals long to touch your skin
And feel your heart that beats within.
I long for you as you do me,
So let us love, eternally."

So from that field, I took you home,
To my heart's vase to be alone
With my sweet love, my own flower,
Who I hold tight in night's "love-hour."

Author's Note

A playful poem of love and lust.

Reviews

[GridLok]

Ah! Not all so dark! Rhyming couplets and consistent meter makes for a flowing evocation of sensuality.

[realmwriter]

This one I can wrap my head around in one delightfully smooth read...! Avery creative way to write about love and lust...

[Fragilebrokendreams]

Its very beautiful indeed.

[Fairytale]

This is amazing! So romantic. The sweet, light pros touched my heart. I just loved this! It it's own way, this is a very seductive poem. The picture of the fairy is perfect. This reminds me of fairy love. Haha!!!

[Lily Mae]

A Lily would love to receive such a gift..especially one that gardens:) lol You notice the important things..the scent...the smile..her song inside her heart and soul.. This really captures ones heart...x

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Playful to the point of erotic, the natural flow relaxes me to no end.