Under The Purple Flowers Comments

I have come back each day alone To see the old flowers obsess And hear the cicadas groan; I feel such a vague distress. I have nurtured my pastoral love Now that summer is back to see With the purple flowers above I am an amorous banyan tree. - - - - - - - - - - - -A wonderful love poem, thanks for sharing.

Beautiful love poem, well articulated and nicely penned from the heart. Lovely and very passionate, a smooth flow for joy. Thanks for sharing Nhuan.