As dawn greets my weeping eyes with sunshine
you supply my thoughts with sweet nourishment,
If allowed your ear for just a moment
I'd share, how you give my cheeks a rose tint.
Be far or near this joining, all can feel the solidarity.
By chance if wings are given air to soon,
they can evolve into twisted parody.
Your desire has more than compelled my
fleeting sensible side.
With fine woven detail your affection
finds feelings in me I tried to hide.
Wrong as now I feel, see, and taste
the ambrosia you've prepared my soul.
I'll be your sire, if you'll be my siren
and together we grow wise and old.

Awww how it feels to fall in love and just to see them
makes your well up inside

Good day Ladies and thank you so much

Thou speak est from thine heart sire? 'tis a fair maiden who deserves thee

Very nice

Beautiful write from a beautiful heart!

Kimba, again I greet another wonderful piece