Date: 9/29/2017, Categories: Love Poems, Author: adagio_sabadicus, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories
Just a shadow I spread of myself, In Fortunately Forrest I stance, 'Neath the sycamore bounty woods. Casting but a nuance of me Under shade of the tree, Wisp of stirring breeze Laying kisses upon my lips. In soft silence, whispering prose, Daydreams I suppose, In time, my mind flight's, Gifts of love I compose. 'Neath the sycamore bounty woods, In arabesque the dryads dance... In Fortunately Forrest I stance, Stanzas of romance.