Lavender And Lace Poem by Christine A Kysely

I awaken to the woodland scent
of a favored fragrant herb
Its aroma transcends nocturnal bliss,
And then softly seeks so gently to kiss,
The distant lingerings in my mind.

Of a cherished place where I had laid,
Embraced warm in a lavendar field,
And was but long loved by its strong perfumes,
So fragrantly released.

Overfilling my heart and infusing my mind
With all earthly bodily pleasures due,
Its overwhelming possession of my sensibilities,
Its passions hence do my senses hold close,
As an all encompassing lover that it doth still consume.

Its intoxicating signature fragrance,
like no other that hereby exists
The most vivid contemplation of Indigo,
that one could have ever seen
Infusing its heady oils upon my much younger memory
and an older and much sweeter tryst.

The palest shades of those lavender flowers remembered,
each blossom a sweet sachet
Eternally to be engrained upon my mind,
the heady confections of that day to be forever missed.

The most complementary plumes of color,
that before I'd ever had met
Stretching toward the horizon's backdrop,
A blanketed sea.
A gently moving ream.

A natural artistic composition of heady lavender
Composed of surreal artistic color
A palette holding court over the opposing values
And yet very complementary hues
of lovely, lovely lavendar
And wonderful planetary greens.

And if I ever were a bride to be
I would desire to marry among the flowers
My sun kissed hair would be loosely worn
Its wildness framing my upturned face
In a field of the world's most ethereal scents,
a regal vison in colored lace showers
Surrounded by a heaven
Of millions of happily scented blooms.

In an outdoor cathedral of fragrant herbal spears
the lovliest of earthly rooms.

I would share my love
of my beloved and with my beloved
for all whom by their presence cared

I would unite with my love to be right there
I would unite with my love to be
for all to witness as I promise you forever
for all to witness our solemn vows
Above a cloud of perpetual lavender
amongst the waves of those purple seas

In Lavendar and Lace
I would marry my love
I would marry my love to be.

(December 3rd, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)

(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved