Secrets tucked in Natures Kiss

Whereupon the Knight did impart a sweet kiss on her Heart...

In the folds of a Rose on petals soft there was a Kiss  

with rose hips and divine passion... 

A Maiden fair with golden hair with Bosoms full 

spent her days in waiting for Prince Charming...   

Lo, Winter will pass for each Lad and Lass... 

with Swords of Adventure they mount their Steeds  

at great speed... venturing to Wed a Maiden Pure... 

And there in the Bowers... Promises made... 

When Spring blossomed and Roses opened... 

Reviews

[Lorry]

Do I hear a suggestion of winters thaw and springs sprung?
I do hope so. Its Ben so chilly hear that I forgot there were more seasons other than hibernation.
I tell myself that everyone has it bad right now, what with the cost of living, fuel and inflation, but at least we know there are others in much worse situations.
Let's hope we all get through it Pat.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Lorry… we are indeed living in difficult times… with so many Spy ships in the Sky. It seems Science Fiction has become real. Even Romance has become old fashioned. I will still Dance and wrap myself in Lace. Thanks for stopping by. gently, Pat

[Lorry]

I love reading from the golden age of science fiction and remembering how incredible everything was to littlest me, back in the day. When we had to make up our own entertainment with storytelling and campfire fear.
Now we have real fear and pass it off as fake news if it doesn't suit our thinking.
Ps.... If you type into amazon "golden age of science fiction" hundreds of short story collections come up, all for under a dollar, if anyone likes that kind of thing 😊

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Lorry…. “the golden age of Science fiction” may still unfold… as our Country has no way to cease the Evil 👿 thereof. However, there is Light when the younger Generation “runs” for President. The Young Men and Women are the Hope for the Future. tenderly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Pat, this is a beautiful poem for romance and is so timely with Valentine’s Day soon to be with us. The cold days of winter will pass and spring the season of rebirth will be with us. Your opening lines here are poetic magic. Sending love across the waves. Roses for romance.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris… a Valentine Kiss for a Maiden Fair with blossoms in her Hair… thank you for reading … your 💜 heart print will be present when Saint Valentine flies like a Dove and drops Candy and Flowers for Lovers rendezvous… gently, Pat

[AYVID N]

Winter will pass for each lad and lass...
and spring will bring in its wake roses and love.

This is a poem for romance in every season...
Roses open with such promise of love!

The Secrets Tucked in Nature's Kiss are breathtaking...It's so good to read you dear Pat.

[Patricia Wedel]

DIVYA dear… whereupon the Knight with Armour bright will swoop a Maiden fair up in the Aire of romantic Bliss with a Kiss to last Eternity. Beware when Romance becomes a Dance of Desire. tenderly, Pat

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Spring makes all things new, a rebirth of wondrous things. It's mother nature in youth. Beautiful.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Linda Marie… as Arrows fly around like 💕 love letters to all that desire a kiss with deep dreams … may Cupid himself place a scent of Roses on your Lips. gently, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

ooooooooo la la! so sublime this wondrous thing .. as Roses opened ... ahhhhhhhhhh .. don't we just love love!?
E.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Gene… you have showed such passion when thinking of soft Rose petals… keep dreaming… hugs, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

[Robert Trakofler]

somewhere, sometimes somehow! we, old knights, can muster the fervor to jump back upon our steeds and ride out to rescue a fair maiden or kiss the petal of a mature flower that faded in the grace of beautiful vision

[Patricia Wedel]

Thank you dear Robert... it seems we need to be Cheered with the Hope of Spring. Lovely to know the our Muse is most likelyYounger and full of Passion. We must be patient in case of Snow.... however, flowers will bloom. tenderly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

The Hope of Spring is Eternal... when Roses Bloom...
the Author, Pat