The flowers are pretty this morning

blossoms beautiful more than ever

the soothing air weaving and turning

a dance lifting the spirit like a lever

 

I heard the whispers in the air

telling of a love in the bud

the flowers tell the tale so fair

each accentuating with a nod

 

the echoes is strong in the wind

raising the heartbeat to its frequency

the fragrance of the petals tell the feeling

assurance of fabled and untold mercy

 

the thoughts narrow to a focus

concentrating on a single entity

most assuredly, there is no hocus

but emotions of certified surety

 

would that someone does document

penning as the air blows the long hair

writing of the saturation of a lovely scent

when love is shared by a perfect pair

 

I am El’Shazzar

I am in Love

(c) 2016