Dark chocolate velvet sleeves,
of soaring, slender cat tails
whisper gently in the wind,
as sandpipers scurry quickly,
scattering frenzied bugs about.
A grand old willow gives shade
to the red paisley blanket beneath;
still seductively warm to the touch,
and imprinted with entwined bodies.
Skewed wine glasses bare of nectar.
Clear, cool water ebbs and flows,
Ticking the toes of young lovers,
walking slowly into the sunset.
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beautiful! I like the words, walking slowly into the sunset. keep writing! Could you read and comment on my poems too? Thank you, Kim.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very romantic write abut saturday afternoon.You have done it! I enjoy this write.