Garden’s border is wall of stone
to demarcate it her’s alone;
her petals glow and bring the spring
to winter’s chill as salve to sting.
Her beauty blossoms blooms of pink
and brings admirer to brink
of scent’s abandon, fragrance full
gently to tug, then swift to pull
the heart of man within her gaze.
Then all is hidden in a haze
of secret garden’s depth within;
yet when he peers through her again,
love sees the light of many worlds.
Eric M. Vogt, Copyright 2013
kalabalu
/ January 25, 2013Love sees the light of many worlds
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those that made it revolve
from east to west, and north to south
fragrance of flowers got lost
what stayed fresh was the poetry we read
flowers in pink brinf admirers at brink
to welcome spring
Eric
/ January 25, 2013I stare at glaze within her eyes
and see her heart, ablaze and wise,
our verse being the only link
until bright orb begins to sink
beneath the pool we share of
dreams.
Eric M. Vogt, Copyright 2013
kalabalu
/ January 25, 2013dreams are like icecreams
taste so good and melt too fast
yet the flavor does last.
Eric
/ January 25, 2013Make mine mint chocolate chip…
deanabo
/ January 24, 2013Beautiful words!
Eric
/ January 24, 2013Thank you!
Shackled and Crowned
/ January 24, 2013Ahhhh….sigh….so very romantic.
Eric
/ January 24, 2013