Nature paints her so perfectly in the eyes of a boy.
The rain upon her hair and the wind upon my back,
I invision her hand touching my cheek.
The rain washes away ill content and leaves passion
flowing through the open air.
Her soft hair flows through my fingers and i touch her lips with mine.
The colours of the rainbow flows through our veins.
Her breath upon my skin serves my soul to content.
Chaste with passion our hearts beat as one.
The rain beats down and nature wails, wails,
down trees and looks upon her with beautious eyes
as her smile soars upon the wind.
Addicted i am to her aesthetic beauty.
No ill content fills mine thoughts as I
watch, stare, wonder and ponder upon the thought of her.
In nature I found the true beauty of a woman.
Shawn has penned a beautiful allegory of the wonder of nature and how it mesmirizes all of our faculties....even as a beautiful lady, , , ,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a well thought out poem Shawn. As there is beauty in nature there is beauty in woman there is beauty in your poems Thank you for your message on my poem A beautiful bride. Do you mind posting a comment in that vain