You are as delicate as to lilac blossom
with slender arms that reach for heaven
your sensual movement mimics that of the tree
the rustling of the leaves are your whispers to me
You stand proud and austere
you're a blessing to be near
and to prune your branches
would be the cruellest of sins
Your dainty light perfume
the way you fill a room
my lilac, with such love such grace
my heart will always have a space
For you
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 3:22 PM UTC
You are as delicate as to lilac blossom
with slender arms that reach for heaven
your sensual movement mimics that of the tree
the rustling of the leaves are your whispers to me
You stand proud and austere
you're a blessing to be near
and to prune your branches
would be the cruellest of sins
Your dainty light perfume
the way you fill a room
my lilac, with such love such grace
my heart will always have a space
For you
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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