Desires Climbing Like Ivy Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Escaping this life through music, finding my way as
notes lead me into fertile fields of a temptuous and
lively interlude.

Symphonies and harmonies taking rhythms into frothy
ocean waters, leaving me with the lasting impressions
of tomorrow.

Doing nothing wrong, k always walking a straight path,
never veering from it's way, while flowering essences
tantalize me inwardly.

Falling and hiding behind the curtains of death, hoping
to find it's way amidst the tones and notes now playing
among coded rhythms of my soul.

Never belaboring turmoil that finds it's way into fields
of yesterday, scents and aromas filling me interiorly with
pleasant desires, climbing like ivy upon walls of my
heart and making memories continually through experiences.