You woo me deep
into the ecstasy of your pristine chasteness...
where dry leaves of Aspen and Beech and Birch
sussurate to the music of a lazy breeze,
where Hummingbirds
**** in frenzy
nectar from the orange glees
of the flame-of-the-forest trees,
where Hawthorns
lure the breeze
to weave its vibrance
in their domes of green glory,
where shrunken streams
bask in their white pebbly flourish.
Like an enchantress,
you lure me to the depth of your
rapturous bliss!
To say farewell, my heart pains.
I leave a beat of my heart
to ramble with the roving breeze
perennially in your alluring meadows!
