Wandering Poem by John Lars Zwerenz

WANDERING

On a stone-paved path, obscured by mist,
Your flesh smells of roses, dew and thyme,
As your cherry-hued lips are softly kissed.—
The breezes here are redolent with rhyme.
Let us bask in the shade,
Where canticles weave
Among an ivory colonnade,
New, matin hymns of you.
In the vast, marble square,
By a gleaming brook of Sahara blue,
We shall take sweet breaths in the soft, spring air
Where bending boughs conceive
Slender silhouettes on the sallow field
In the fair, ethereal, solemn eve
Where your succulent perfections yield
The redolent shades of heavenly gold -
And the visual paradise I behold:
Your pristine face, touched by the sun,
And your raven tresses, clasped as one,
In braids which make me tremble and sigh,
Beneath the boundless, russet sky.

JOHN LARS ZWERENZ

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