Honey

Friday, 30 May 2014

Poem:Ecstasy ...

Spring was in full bloom
Trees were looking like groom
Sky was dazzlingly clear
and seemed so blue and near
Breeze was scented and tender
Lavender buds were coming
out of snow to mend her
When you came and said
Come to me
Like Honey and Bee
I want to make love with thee
Come,come,come
Close,close and close
Loose control
Enrich my soul
That day your Kiss
was at height
of Bliss