by OceanzestHamilton, Waikato, New Zealand
Aug 28 317 Views 7 comments
Toying with Pan
For I once was here
amongst the daffodils and streams
in a quiet afternoon dance
with you alone
silhouetted as we were
against the trees
in the majesty
of a dying season
and though we did toy with Pan
reeling in the wild spaces
and did you hear the flute my love?
or the lyre played softly?
along the river edge
within the rushes
over the marsh
and beyond
as it takes you
takes you on
to evening grace
in the verandahs
of my mind
amongst the daffodils and streams
in a quiet afternoon dance
with you alone
silhouetted as we were
against the trees
in the majesty
of a dying season
and though we did toy with Pan
reeling in the wild spaces
and did you hear the flute my love?
or the lyre played softly?
along the river edge
within the rushes
over the marsh
and beyond
as it takes you
takes you on
to evening grace
in the verandahs
of my mind
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Aug 28
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Comments (7)
Sending hugs
Very romantic.
Mick.