Two glowing orbs of coral pierce
From convex of a half-moon kiss
The witch of pixies had revealed
My armoured soul to Willows smile
Unthreaded from my every nerve
Goosebumps scurried on restless skin
Dry hesitation drew in turn
That scintillated from her grin
She captured me in ecstasy
With scarlet curls that ran in streaks
Down tender skin of elfin Cheeks
Immaculate with faultless poise
Green with valour was her honour
Swelling deep from a perfumed spear
And there regaled finer charter
A face of hope that knew no fear
It was not love that struck my heart
But a state of pure addiction
For in her gaze was the noble art
Of pure devoted Innocence
And now I am growing man
Longing for yesteryear’s child
Gazing across the never land
Lighthouse beacon of Willow smile
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well done, Kevin! ...a lovely lilt....very much enjoyed! 10