Lie down lass, with me, in sage green meadows
Your blouse flouncing open, in the teasing breeze
The meadows, feel so cotton, this time of year
Come lay beside me, and sense my desires.
Open field, honeysuckle....arouses my yen
For passion 'neath th' sparkle by th' mid-noon sun
No clouds abide our scape of choice to pleasure
So, again I ask you lass, come lay beside me.
Come close, love, as these hungry emerald eyes
Beg to stare into your warm, black diamond eyes
Take my hand in bond, I assure you, my lov',
That emeralds and diamonds never fade away.
what a beautiful love poem sir.....your style is unmatchable! ! ! ...
Diamonds, You my 'Friend' have the flawless Eyes to See. I hope you get your way, the next time you lie beside the Maid. Blink not, I fear she may Escape.Sad to have to find another Maid Again. Kind Regards Philip.
A beautiful poem to read. Flowing with words of passion on air.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Language so sensuous.
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