To A Fair Brunette Poem by John Lars Zwerenz

To A Fair Brunette

I ventured out in the dew at dawn,
To the florid countryside,
Walking on an emerald lawn,
Dreaming of a youthful bride.

There brooks of blue,
Lit by the sun,
Ran flowing through
Gardens and glades.
One by one,
In the scented boon
Of amaranthine shades,
I discovered at noon: -
Forested promenades!

I came upon a marble square,
Where a princess roved, with sable hair;
(She was dressed in an ancient style.)
There were rhapsodies in her diamond eyes,
And moonbeams in her silver smile.

Then the rays of the amber sunlight,
Ascended with a redolent breeze,
As our impassioned sighs
Reached their flowery height
In the canticles of the turquoise skies,
In the cello of our ecstasies.

John Lars Zwerenz