Delicate the petal lay
Alighting from the bow
Across those soft and parting lips
I hold that moment now
As if she were beneath me so
No cares for all to see
To pluck that subtle pinkly plate
And set all nature free
How still she lies, how it still shines
Such warmth a man should know
Kept fresh within a memory
Of forty years ago.
Thanks again, rewarding to hear that it was enjoyed. Good spot Ann.
Hi Christopher, Good to see there is a place on here for this soft and gentle poetry, seems to be an echo of the past (40 years ago) Loved it . Win
a very pretty poem this, somehow tanatalising and suggestive too. I love the line to pluck that subtle pinkly plate. Subtle and somehow sexy!
Got to agree with the others. Lovely!
Goodness, thank you guys.
Truly appreciated.
quite nice, quite fresh the virgin (memory).
<Deleted User> (6895)
Thu 26th Nov 2009 15:15
smooth and sweet as syrup Chris-love it-Stef
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<Deleted User> (5646)
Fri 27th Nov 2009 13:40
Simply light and super little poem.
We don't see enough of poetry like this on wol.
Janet.x