the daisies giggle as he caresses her hair
and the waters stir a bellyache abyss
the trees dance to the rhythm of the air
while the boy plants his first kiss
the birds sing their sweet lullabies
a soothing sound to the lovers
the crickets mimicking with their mating cries
butterflies promenade with flashing colors
the hue of roses blooms from her skin
little red poppies sprouting where he kissed
dragon flies in awe watch and spin
tall grasses sway, brushing where he missed
mother nature craves a love like this, so sweet
all her little children watch and help, for it is a sight so neat
STAI LEGGENDO
aching heart
Poesia[POETRY/PROSE] red poppies, aching hearts, and sweet cream. my first collection of poems - DRAFT & STILL UPDATING
