Fond of you

I watched  the sunset through your field of grains

as they swayed like wheat

You sparkled more than the diamond earrings

that you wore underneath the silent tree's

The breeze was perfect like your being

your skin was the footsteps left by the captivating sun

As the moth grew fond of the grass

I began to grow fond of you

We sat and waited for the night under the mistletoe

of the only star above us shining bright

I wanted to take your hand

and gently place it under mine

Make love to your aroma

then whisper rose pedals inside your mind

Get lost inside your eyes

from your gaze of colored space

Dance the night away with you

between the light's in twilights trace

Let you rest inside my sleep 

as I hold you in my arms

While I cradle you away 

under moonlit covered charms

Reviews

[Michelle Allende]

that was lovely

[Tia Sanchez]

This is very sweet. So intimate. Love it!

[Silent Kim aka mizmetap..]

Ahhhh! Sweet love words, like I remember you can do. Touching the soul with you passion. Glad you still have the touch.

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

this poem tickles sweetness , mishel

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

I think this is lovely,mesmerizing...i love the way you began..the way you compared love with the small things around you...like the moth growing fond of the grass..i particularly liked that line...this is nice...

[Emily B]

this is a beautiful love song . . .

wonderful