belle and beau

Frank Prem

 

o

 

called the wind

 

I love to run through your leaves
to spin them around
make them shine
with sunlight

 

~

 

yes

 

she replied

 

I feel you 
ripple through my leaves
I feel my branches join you
dancing

 

and the light
that the sun sends down
is a sparkle
and gleam
that you set free

 

blow through me
that I might
sway with you
I hear your music roar
as you play your song

 

~

 

bow low
then soar
o beauty
clad
in shimmer gown

 

you
are the belle
 my forest belle
and I
your breeze
and beau

 

~

  • Author: Frank Prem (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 19th, 2017 00:08
  • Category: Love
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Comments +

Comments4

  • FredPeyer

    Frank, you are so good at these incredibly styled poems. Like the subject too!

    • Frank Prem

      Thank you Fred. Glad you're still enjoying them.

    • orchidee

      A fine write Frank.

      • Frank Prem

        Thank you, O.

      • Louis Gibbs

        Lovely depiction of the wind making love to a tree, Frank. Shouldn't it have been marked for 'over eighteen' though?
        Good write well presented!

        • Frank Prem

          Hi Louis. Thank you. Yes, definitely for grown up (and up)s.

        • Michael Edwards

          Your style sings yet again - super stuff Frank.

          • Frank Prem

            Thanks Michael.



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