Love's Playful Day!
Love she kissed the morning sky
and caressed the meadow with her sigh,
about the wood she sought to play
with all who wandered by her way.
While cool the May breeze with promise blew
dainty sweet blue iris grew
and lady slippers, fairy bells
all luring with love's magic spell.
She swirled about the budding trees
and did exactly as she pleased;
with hearts that unprotected came
into the woods, all were her game.
No cupids bow has ever scored
as many hearts as she implored
to fling their caution, to dance and sing,
to adorn their spirit with seductive spring!
Love she giggled in the stream
and filled it with shiny sparkling dreams
and caused the birds to twitter gay
among the golden sunny rays,
that filtered through the whispering trees
and carried perfume on the breeze.
Luring, calling in fair siren's song,
there she lingered all the day long.
With ivy green and wood lilies fair
seductively she set her snare
and all who entered were defenseless prey
to Love playing in the wood that day!
The picture and your poem are a delight Susan and love is provocatively leading hearts astray (lol) Your rich imagination and glorious imagery are here as always~~
sweet sweet melody. wonderful poem!!!!
Welcome back! Very evocative, as usual!
A skillful and well-kept-up personification of Spring, and what the season does to a young man's (and anybody else's) fancy.