a soul aligns when spring comes close

Soft delicate spring days. When times were easy, the misty surroundings were enclosed like a dream. Seasons fade, but my heart longs for a spring day. Thick fog unites my spirit and land above all else beloved to my sweet soul. I smell abundance. Flourished with lingering sensations and immaculate conception a pondering form of reminiscent grace, a pretty atmosphere. I remember my first time in the enchanted echo of bellowing fields. So beautiful so full so light and dressed in colors of assort. Which manifested arrays between the beginning of each memory to the last taste. I am perplexed by the beauty standing so close so near so dear to the intimacy of a sensitive and sincere yoke. So perpetually made I must not dare look away.  So here we are, my babe... Who dost not lose a single day of light? Beyond the eternal love between a girl and her world.

Reviews

[Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn..]

Cheyenne,

You have set to pen of page a wonderfully swirly and most girly beautiful piece of poetry that wonderfully expresses you as you feel and as who you are, and always shall be ... Does an old fart from West Texas good, every now and then, to be reminded of what a blessing it is to be a part of a woman's world and life, even if for just a single moment in time ...

Marve

[cheyenne s garcia]

Thank you, you are very kind.

[Coyote Poetry]

I loved the poetry dear Cheyenne.
"Soft delicate spring days. When times were easy, the misty surroundings were enclosed like a dream. Seasons fade, but my heart longs for a spring day"
The above lines were so good. I agree. The days of Spring. A rebirth of the mind and the heart. Thank you dear friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[cheyenne s garcia]

I hope to touch the reader ever so intimately. Showing the purity of personified articulate artistry. I hope to catch a break and write some more! All my love - Cheyenne