Harp and string quartet,
Echo across the pond,
Our hearts collide with the summer sun,
Burning white,
Crisp, the leaves crunch under feet,
Of shades of gold and green,
Darling buds and lavender cotton,
Jack Frost and Fairy-wren,
Upon the landing of earth and water,
She finds herself floating in-between,
She in beauty,
Under skies of filament,
He in wishful wake,
On grass of tumbling hay,
Hands entwine,
Threaded in twine,
Twirled, and weaved,
Lust comprised.
Jennifer Calvert Author
The beauty of romance… woven so perfectly in verse… Wonderful Jen… Thank you.
Michael
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Thank you so much Michael! Romance, my favourite genre! I just love stringing beautiful words and images together. x
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Nicely done
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Thank you!! X
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A beautiful rhapsody…i enjoy what you bring alive!
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Thank you Wendell! I feel the same way about your poetry! x
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a beautiful entanglement. Nicely done.
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Thank you John! Much appreciated!!
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………..and titillating the wandering boy……
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