You, Me, And The Tree

Close your eyes, tell me what you see: Is it blue, yellow, red or green?

Now feel the breeze upon your face. Let it take you to another time and place.

A place of wonder, of peace and love with velvet blades and stars above.

The time is oh, so long ago when horse and buggy ran to and fro.

Now look deep within your minds eye and see, a lady sitting next to thee

with golden locks and ivory skin, eyes like sapphires, her love to win.

She clings to every syllable you impart, for you have met her heart to heart.

Your palms are sweaty, your knees grow weak, you take your hand and touch her cheek.

And as the driver moves along, the trees whisper and sing a song.

She grows weary and leans upon you, your shoulder, her pillow will have to do.

Your chest fills with the sting of emotion, your middle moves like a wave in the ocean.

As you watch this tiny figure sleep, your love for her grows far too deep. 

You review the afternoon in great detail. A stroll with sweet jasmine to inhale.

Her hand in yours so small you see, and the initials you carved upon a tree.

Words they rush into your head, dreams of her tucked into your bed.

Someday her body to be joined with thee, but for now you have the memory.

Reviews

[richieb]

Anastasia,
High marks for a well written poem. Your words created a dreamy atmosphere that let the reader feel the deep emotions running inside the lovers. I really enjoyed your poem. Thank you.
Peace,
Richie b.

[mournful bear]

beautiful, it's very child like. not an insult. it read as a pure love only children have pure love, very few adults hold on to that love as you have. thank you for sharing.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Well, I did close my eyes but I saw purple lol :p
I loved the imagery in this one.
The last lines being my favourite. Nicely penned, Anastasia :)

[Stacy Purvis]

Cutie. Thank you for reading. : )

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Hahah probably you find Olaf cute 😛😂 I do too 😉
You're welcome! Always a pleasure reading your works 😊

[aj milton]

You capture a time and place in our minds, that actually we have never seen - which in itself is clever.

[Jes' Pi]

Sweet...very sweet.........

[Suhd]

Such a wonderful art. Loved the Rhythm and the music. Thanks for sharing!

[Taz]

This one really impressed me. I say again, Good work.

[Mr.Writer]

Wow... another fabulous piece! I could imagine this in my head very clearly due to the descriptive words in the beautiful poem! Keep it upp :)

[wordman]

ww,some great imagery in this write

[Tony Jordan]

I really liked this Stace.
By the time I finished it - it was as if a regressive memory had been planted (in the best way possible) into my mind. Delicately and superbly done!

If I had any bugbears it were these -
The word 'sweaty' was like a inkblot in a fine piece of calligraphy.
The phrase 'tucked in (your bed)' put a child in the bed - for me - how about 'ensconced in your bed' - would that be a better - more mature phrase emotively speaking? Anyways, just a couple of thoughts.
Overall a fine piece of love poetry, I thought.

[Surya]

Yeah a memory and that's good, you have a way to describe a story in a poetic way...That's what i like in your's...:)