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Wild Flower
As i lye back against the
big oak tree ,just inside a
beautiful meadow.
I can hear the water flowing
swiftly down an unending stream.
My mind starts to wander as i
gaze at all the beautiful wild
flowers there.
The beas, and hummingbirds busy
sucking the sweet nectar from
the flowers.
And then i think of you and i
and how we feed off each others
netar of life.
And as my mind flows through
the meadow,i realize that your
the most special wild flower
in my life
And then i drift off to sleep
and i dream of making love to you
under that oak tree and it`s always like
the first time for me.
And as i awake from my sleep i pray
your love i will always keep..
I wanted to jump into your poem from the first line. The images painted and emotions displayed are precious, inviting, and blessings. I could feel myself resting by that tree reminiscing about that certain someone and how much doing things meant as losing all my senses to relaxation amongst nature's creatures playing like I use to as a kid and still do now, but with my nephews, little brother, and such. I like how you blended nature, yourself, and your beloved naturally. It made your poem flow with a life of its own.
~tear~ but in a good way, this is so beautiful and specail, i really like it...LOTS~!
Love
Crystal
that was a nice, pretty poem. --nectar of life--deep...