This is an entry for
Friday Poetically with Brian Miller
They sat cuddled on a lone bench,
I heard her speak
In soft murmurs,
An umbrella shading
Their coy faces
A lover and his beloved
On an afternoon
Of a spring summer day.
Peanut sellers,
passer by,
an old couple
walk about,
few kids frolic,
a girl runs after
a frisky butterfly.
The lovers,
Speak of these and more,
A little fight,
And some more caress,
A quick peck
And the dusk follows...
Spring summer rolls
Smiles at the sound
Called love.
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10 comments:
lovely poem
awww - you capture a beautiful moment - think the world could go down and they would only see the eyes of each other..
lovely moment. I envy those two who sit through the world around them and just enjoy each other :)
Monty / bummy
smiles. i agree...like how you bring out all that is going on around them and then bring us into their moment of intimacy...
You evoke images of a perfect spring day in the park with two lovers watching the world go by.
I agree with all the above commenters.The flow was nice
Lovely write.
Well done!
You paint this scene so clearly that I feel like I'm there. So good.
the image is elegant,
your words are perfectly beautiful
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