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