Magnolias in the sun
With spring come the most beautiful flowers created - when bare, brown wood explodes into pink and white blossoms one marvels at change....at time moving on...and at Spring!
Soon there will be long warm days...with sweaty nights and heady floral fragrances. I see already the tanned skins moist and inviting. I see already the balcony on Mariette with friends and wine - friends and beer - maybe even him and much more than just wine - who knows?
Is it the question or is it the answer? The nights lit by the candle's glow - the summer moon entering on stealthy bare feet...to light a bed of red silk and white roses. To dance upon incense smoke and a lover's embrace.
Blues and reds...greens and saffron - colours of our youth never faded - never to be faded... ever real, ever bold. The path is new - where do I stroll, where stop? where linger, where flee? To lose...to win - or is it in losing that one wins?
Relent! Relent!O Summer relent to my desire...
With spring come the most beautiful flowers created - when bare, brown wood explodes into pink and white blossoms one marvels at change....at time moving on...and at Spring!
Soon there will be long warm days...with sweaty nights and heady floral fragrances. I see already the tanned skins moist and inviting. I see already the balcony on Mariette with friends and wine - friends and beer - maybe even him and much more than just wine - who knows?
Is it the question or is it the answer? The nights lit by the candle's glow - the summer moon entering on stealthy bare feet...to light a bed of red silk and white roses. To dance upon incense smoke and a lover's embrace.
Blues and reds...greens and saffron - colours of our youth never faded - never to be faded... ever real, ever bold. The path is new - where do I stroll, where stop? where linger, where flee? To lose...to win - or is it in losing that one wins?
Relent! Relent!O Summer relent to my desire...
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