Your Poetry Dot Com - 'Tis me across the Sea

the soul that sees beauty
may sometimes walk alone.
~johann von goethe~

from your lovely old garden of eire
you've brought to me great passions and desires,
an' when the sun of summersong kisses the skies
we will know the truth in one another's eyes,

our hearts..

our souls..

our bodies..

our sighs..

upon my cliffs of mountain bluegrass
our passions will soar an' ever last,
like the beige breasted song of morning doves
come deep into me from across the sea, my love,
merging in our expressions, looks and firey touch
come deeply within' my lovin' depths, your loved so much,

yes, come into me darlin'
and amongst my branches search,
i will bloom within' your woodlands
breasts arched by your lovin' caressing hands,
summer will be the time for you, the time for me
whilst taking little breaks from our loving,

for toast and tea..

hypnotically lost within' the beauty of your eyes
make me feel everything from my roots to the skies,
returnin' to our quiet darkness alive in brilliant light,
resting upon your heart, my pillow, during the night,
our enthusiastic ardent longings, trustings, yet untried
let us fill our desires, yearnings, ardor, side by side,

aye, carry with you the fairies, let them spirit us away
lingering in the chambers of our heartfelt lovin' ways,
come to me my darlin' and let me love ye yet but more
love me, love me deeply sweetly, alas for evermore.

Ї* *Ї
*|*

This poem is Copyright ТЉ ladyfawn