The Lovers Tender EmbraceA Poem by Shannon
Lavender and roses,
Slow whispered roses, To whom do you sing to my dear? Sun kissed wheat fields And unmarred iron shields, Why do you cower in fear? Your quivering form, Your eyes so forlorn, I'm afraid your motives unclear. And what now is his? Purest drop so amiss? The poor hing has shed a tear. Oh sweety don't cry, For it is none but I, Look 'round, this place is clear. Here, rest in my lap, And around you I'll wrap, Gentle arms clothed in lace so sheer. Oh your sobbing is so grim And my sweet your so thin, I fear that you'll quite simply disappear! Now sleep sweet my love, Dream of the flowers and dove, For lately you've been acting so queer. And then when you wake, Your hand I shall take, And we'll find magic both far and near! © 2012 ShannonFeatured Review
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Added on February 11, 2012Last Updated on February 11, 2012 AuthorShannonPAAboutI joined this site in 2009, when I was writing poetry exclusively. However my range has expanded and blended. My once short poems are now some sort of descriptive paragraph/free verse hybrid. I .. more..Writing
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