allow just for once
to lose myself in
the mysterious world of yours
where thought flows across
valleys ocean rivers
caressing a tender leaf here
kissing a dainty flower there
brushing past a rising tide
cooling weary heel by the river
as i lie entangled in your
binding vine-arms...
19jan2010
02.16hrs
Skillful use of metaphor used to compose this enchanting poem.10, for you. Love, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
caressing a tender leaf here kissing a dainty flower there brushing past a rising tide cooling weary heel by the river.................... as tenderness kisses gloss of green breath of breeze smooches grin of green, wonderful rave up through metaphors, quite elegant too