Walked close to the sea shore,
to merry the air within the island,
Behold, some ripples of love to adore,
as the heart pant and race a-fore.
Soft fondness steamed in the veins,
arteries and capillaries so plain
At a point, love rained some hearts;
for the sands became heavy to drain.
Just like the bees buzzed up towers,
zeal was not far but nearby flowers,
There, laid loads of smile to shower;
if only you let this love wrap you…
Profound fondness will crown you daily,;
leaving your doubts more of blues,
Roses will breathe in you timely;
as your stomach will speak of me yearly.
©Author Kelly JUUZ
[A salient prolific author…]
464 total views, 1 views today