Wispering pines and weaping willows
all hold the secret to my soul, as they
were the first to know of the night
we first kissed, we first held each
other so tightly with so much pasion
Why is it so difficult to forget something
so painfull, why is it so painfull to be
difficult and warm at the same time
You blew your branches filled with an aroma
of the hills of pine waving a gentle breeze
with the aid of the willow's fan
Your lips never tasted as sweetly as the night
the pines and willows were our only visitors
in harmony they were singing to us, and the
willow knew all along, the emptiness would
stay with my soul blanketed with the aroma
and gentleness of a warm summers night....
i love this poem, i love your way with words, and i love the way you've made me feel like im watching a heartbreaking clip of a film, with such a beautiful scenery and i can almost smell the pines :)
Sounds like you were involved with a heart breaker on that warm summer night. Beautiful poem. Sincerely, Connie Webb
This again is a very beautiful write ma'am! ! Lovely to read.. your poems always makes a soothing effect one reader's mind.. lovely.. with lots of lovess shan!
So beautiful Bonnie, and completely full of Love... A very Unique and Wonderful poem my dear Bonnie. love, ana
'Whispering Pines and weaping Willows'...Has to be one of my favorites as poem lines go. Great tenner here! God bless all poets and readers alike-MJG.
This poem was sweet, warm and earthy! Loved it, Bonnie. Keep writing and sharing with us. A '10! ' Warm Wishes, Marilyn
Bonnie, Written with a simplistic & charming style, 'A Warm Summer's Night' captivates us in a way that makes the reader suddenly feel alive! Outstanding piece my friend! Best to you, Robert
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Bonnie! you were young and I was young, we didn't stand a chance Your father was so adamant, home straight after the dance! my passions were uncontrollable but i feared you father more! as I kiss you, my my darling, its you Dad I'll meet tomorrow!