Spring RevivalAmong the stormy cerulean sky,the taste of blossoms linger high.Pedals stain the depleted ground,awakening nature all around.Songs are carried in the breeze,the warmth of heaven's melodies."Gone is the era of numbing pain,now comes the season of blissful rain."
Vibrant FallAutumn memories stimulateunder a cardinal-colored tree,where the relentless windonce twisted my hair.The sound of church bellsalways encompassed me,as I sunk into my scarfto obstruct the bitter air.And as I read my books,tales of murder mysteries,I would begin to take inthe perplexing sights.And the satisfying tasteof home-cooked ravioliwould warm my stomachfrom the chill of the night.And although the fall timespeaks of an eerie scene,my train of thought stillconsistently turns back -To the memories restingunder that ravishing tree,where puzzles of the daywould slowly unpack.
Spirited WatersIf the oceans could singabout deep eternal bliss,then I think they'd bringa sweet melody of this...a symphony of our lovethrough the thick and thin,a chorus from high abovethat joins our hearts within.We may be apart for now,but there's something morethat the universe holds true,a sentiment worth waiting for.So forget the pain my dear,for all the oceans still ringwith the hopeful harmonythat someday they might sing.
Festivals of LifeI remember those summer nightswhen we danced like mirthful angelsunder the clear, starry skiesthat expanded across the land.And the colors burned so brightlike an ancient tribal fire.Skirts swayed in the glory lightwith lipstick shades of red.And I could hear the wolves crylike a melody in the distance.The taste of mild salsa spicelingered forever on my tongue.And I will never forget those nightswhen the wild world around uswas nothing but a beautiful sightunder a lantern-lit ocean.
Pomegranate BlissR E M E M B E Rwhen the violet mooncascaded upon my face,and the shimmer ofmy midnight skinhad left your breathdisplaced.Indeed your soulwas caught on F I R E -was blazing just like mine,for the world withinour garden changed;'twas pomegranate-entwinedAnd with everysingle step we tookamong the cobbled path,the roses swayedand music playedfor love that'd surelyL A S T.And fountains sprangand new bells rangamid the castle shore,as time R E L A P S E Dand we fell backinto the springardor.
Angelic TreatAnother slumberous morning,brimming with the delectable tasteof chocolate glazed brownie batterand ivory morsels of fudge.I am in heaven.
AlluringThe corridors were illuminated by burning jewels;rubies redder than apples reflected an irresistible light.Imprinted upon the barriers were streaks of charcoal.And I was utterly mesmerized.At the end of the passageway, there was a stone box.The crevices seemed to glisten dimly, making my eyes dilate.Skimming my ear canal, a sonorous tune echoed.Was I drunk on imagination?For several years, I felt nothing but bewilderment.Questions lingered o'er my head like dream catchers.The world around me was submerged in logic,But I had no desire to live there.Now, it was as if I was pushed into a distinct realm.With quivering fingers, I raised the ancient lid.My spirit continued to slip into a state of astonishment.Beautiful pieces of history all bundled into one crate.Who couldn't be in awe?Blades of metal and victory, fabrics of silk and majesty,Orchid colored crests of silver and prestige.Objects of the deepest regard revealing itself to me.Finally, my endless craving for in
Irish DreamsMy dreams of Ireland are paintedwith pastel green eye shadowsand emerald bushels of garlandthat glisten in the charcoal night.They're visions of golden showersand fresh aquamarine dew dropsthat embrace the lively bedrock,awakening the creatures within.They're the rush of bustling windsweaving through the loose locksof Irish boys and their lovers,dancing under the Celtic stars.They're the ancient melodiesthat consume every fantasy heartand yearner of good luck,well-wishers and explorers.My dreams of Ireland are paintedwith every enticing touch of beautythat one could possibly imagine.
A Lover's GemFor you my heart always yearns,like a burning amethyst deep within.You're the jewel kindling in my eyes,revealing oracles of true love again.Among your light chestnut skin,my soul embraces your luring smile.Breaking every faint touch of doubt,I drift in your essence for a while.You're the sensuous oriental breaththat keeps me warm in the night.You're the vibrant gleaming starthat helps me through life's flight.You're the sweetest taste of rainthat one could ever hope to see.You're that exclusive kind of gemthat means all the world to me.