Shadows dapple dance
beneath woodland parasols
where wild and beautiful ladies
spread their gowns in free abandon
they lay on musk fragranced beds
longing to be admired, savoured and caressed
Pastel soft petals
lay strewn on green coverlets,
an enticing boudoir for a maiden lovers tryst.
Young love in the open, bathed in purity
how inviting for endearments and promise
Butterflies hover
and sweet kiss darling buddleia
as midday sun warms
and ripens her purple ecstasy.
Dainty cowslip
becomes shy hiding under fern’s skirts whilst
honey bee hums a tune of his undying love.
Heather, unabashed
flirts with outrageous blushes as the breeze
caresses her fondly within its arms.
Hanging heads low
in bashful embarrassment bluebells
quietly whisper in soft ringing melodies
The lake knows the secret
of the ladies close by
and whilst the swans glide on
in calm elegant pose
across the way surrounded in sensual tones
shadows dapple dance
beneath woodland parasols
Stella Armour 2011-07-28
I agree with Nightmute.
